Now, by heaven, My blood begins my safer guides to rule; And passion, having my best judgment collied, Assays to lead the way. Zounds, if I stir, Or do but lift this arm, the best of you Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know How this foul rout began, who set it on; And he that is approvd in this offence, Though he had twinnd with me, both at a birth, Shall lose me. What! in a town of war, Yet wild, the peoples hearts brimful of fear, To manage private and domestic quarrel? In night, and on the court and guard of safety? Tis monstrous. Iago, who begant?Othello, scene iii