33883059Helpe, helpe, ho helpe, O Lady
speake againe,
33893060Sweete
Desdemona, O
sweete Mi
stre
sse
speake.
33923063Des. No body, I my
selfe, farewell:
33933064Commend me to my kinde Lord, O farewell.
she dies. 33943065Oth. Why, how
should
she be murdered?
33963067Oth. You heard her
say, her
selfe, it was not I.
33973068Em. She
sayd
so, I mu
st needes report a truth.
33983069Oth. She's like a lyer, gone to burning Hell,
34023073Oth. She turn'd to folly, and
she was a whore.
34033074Em. Thou doe
st bely her, and thou art a diuell.
34063077To
say that
she was fal
se
: O
she was heauenly true.
34073078Oth. Cassio did top her, aske thy husband el
se,
34083079O I were damn'd beneath all depth in hell,
34093080But that I did proceed, vpon iu
st grounds,
34103081To this extremity, thy husband knew it all.
34133084Em. That
she was fal
se to wedlocke?
34143085Oth. I, with
Cassio: nay, had
she bin true,
34153086If heauen would make me
such another world,
34163087Of one intire and perfe
ct Cri
solite,
34193090Oth. I, twas he that told me
fir
st,
34203091An hone
st man he is, and hates the
slime,
34233094Oth. What needes this iteration? woman, I
say thy husband.
34313095Em. If he
say
so, may his pernitious
soule
Rot
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