Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
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The Moore of Venice.
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¶If I haue any grace or power to moue you,
¶For if he be not one that truely loues you,
¶That erres in ignorance, and not in cunning,
1645I haue no iudgement in an honest face,
¶I preethee call him backe.
¶Oth. Went he hence now?
¶That he has left part of his griefes with me,
1650I suffer with him; good loue call him backe.
1655Oth. No, not to night.
¶Desd. To morrow dinner then?
¶I meete the Captaines, at the Cittadell.
¶I preethee name the time, but let it not
¶Exceed three dayes: Ifaith hee's penitent,
¶To incurre a priuate checke: when shall he come?
¶Tell me Othello: I wonder in my soule,
¶What you could aske me, that I should deny?
1670That came a wooing with you, and so many a time
¶Hath tane your part, to haue so much to doe
¶To bring him in? Birlady I could doe much.
¶Oth. Preethee no more, let him come when he will,
1675I will deny thee nothing.
¶Desd. Why this is not a boone,
¶Tis as I should intreate you weare your gloues:
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