Roderigo
What will I do, thinkest thou?
Iago
Why, go to bed, and sleep.
Roderigo
I will incontinently drown myself.
Iago
If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. Why, thou silly gentleman!
Roderigo
It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.
Iago
O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four times seven years; and since I could distinguish betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon.
Roderigo
What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so fond; but it is not in my virtue to amend it.