Des. What horrible fancy's this?
Oth. [To Emilia] Some of your function, mistress;[6406]
Leave procreants alone and shut the door;
Cough, or cry hem, if any body come:
Your mystery, your mystery: nay, dispatch. [Exit Emilia.[6407]30
Des. Upon my knees, what doth your speech import?[6408]
I understand a fury in your words,
But not the words.[6409][6410]
Oth. Why, what art thou?[6410]
Des. Your wife, my lord; your true and loyal wife.[6410] 35
Oth. Come, swear it, damn thyself;[6410][6411]
Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves[6411][6412]
Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double-damn'd;[6411][6413]
Swear thou art honest.[6411]
Des. Heaven doth truly know it.
Oth. Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell.[6414] 40
Des. To whom, my lord? with whom? how am I false?[6415]
Oth. O Desdemona! Away! away! away![6416]