Iago
How is’t, brother!
Cassio
My leg is cut in two.
Iago
Marry, heaven forbid!
Light, gentlemen; I’ll bind it with my shirt.
Bianca
What is the matter, ho? who is’t that cried?
Iago
Who is’t that cried!
Bianca
O my dear Cassio! my sweet Cassio! O Cassio,
Cassio, Cassio!
Iago
O notable strumpet! Cassio, may you suspect
Who they should be that have thus many led you?
Cassio
No.
Gratiano
I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you.
Iago
Lend me a garter. So. O, for a chair,
To bear him easily hence!
Bianca
Alas, he faints! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!