ACT IV.
SCENE I. Cyprus. Before the Castle.
[Enter Othello and Iago.]
IAGO.
Will you think so?
OTHELLO.
Think so, Iago?
IAGO.
What,
To kiss in private?
OTHELLO.
An unauthoriz'd kiss.
IAGO.
Or to be naked with her friend in bed
An hour or more, not meaning any harm?
OTHELLO.
Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm!
It is hypocrisy against the devil:
They that mean virtuously and yet do so,
The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven.
IAGO.
So they do nothing, 'tis a venial slip:
But if I give my wife a handkerchief, —
OTHELLO.
What then?
IAGO.
Why, then, 'tis hers, my lord, and being hers,
She may, I think, bestow't on any man.
OTHELLO.
She is protectress of her honour too:
May she give that?
IAGO.
Her honour is an essence that's not seen;
They have it very oft that have it not:
But, for the handkerchief, —
