Oth. I am not sorry neither: I'ld have thee live;
For, in my sense, 'tis happiness to die.
Lod. O thou Othello, that wert once so good,[6883]
Fall'n in the practice of a damned slave,[6884] 295
What shall be said to thee?[6885]
Oth. Why, any thing:
An honourable murderer, if you will;
For nought did I in hate, but all in honour.[6886]
Lod. This wretch hath part confess'd his villany:
Did you and he consent in Cassio's death? 300
Oth. Ay.
Cas. Dear general, I never gave you cause.[6887]
Oth. I do believe it, and I ask your pardon.[6888]
Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil[6889]
Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body?[6890] 305
Iago. Demand me nothing; what you know, you know:
From this time forth I never will speak word.
Lod. What, not to pray?
Gra. Torments will ope your lips.