Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
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The Tragedy of Othello
¶Rot halfe a graine a day: he lies to'th heart,
¶Oth. Ha?
¶This deed of thine is no more worthy heauen,
¶Then thou wast worthy her.
3440As I haue to be hurt: O gull, O dolt,
¶As ignorant as dirtt; thou hast done a deed ---
¶I care not for thy sword, I'le make thee know,
¶Tho I lost twenty liues : helpe, helpe, O helpe;
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Enter Montano, Gratiano, Iago, and others.
¶Mon. What is the matter? how now Generall?
¶Em. O, are you come Iago? you haue done well,
¶That men must lay their murder on your neck.
¶All. What is the matter?
¶Speake, for my heart is full.
¶Iag. I told him what I thought, and told no more,
¶Then what he found himselfe was apt and true.
¶Iag. I did.
3460Em. You told a lie, an odious damned lie;
¶Vpon my soule, a lie, a wicked lie:
¶Iag. What are you mad, I charge you get you home.
¶Tis proper I obey him, but not now:
¶Perchance Iago, I will ne're goe home.
3485Em. Nay, lay thee downe, and rore,
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