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Othello, the Moor of Venice

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2017
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No, unpin me here. —
This Lodovico is a proper man.

EMILIA

A very handsome man.

DESDEMONA

He speaks well.

EMILIA

I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip.

DESDEMONA

[Sings.]

"The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow;
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing willow, willow, willow:
The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans;
Sing willow, willow, willow;
Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones; – "
Lay by these: —

[Sings.]

"Sing willow, willow, willow; – "
Pr'ythee, hie thee; he'll come anon: —

[Sings.]

"Sing all a green willow must be my garland.
Let nobody blame him; his scorn I approve, – "
Nay, that's not next. – Hark! who is't that knocks?

EMILIA

It's the wind.

DESDEMONA

[Sings.]

"I call'd my love false love; but what said he then?
Sing willow, willow, willow:
'If I court mo women, you'll couch with mo men.'"
So get thee gone; good night. Mine eyes do itch;
Doth that bode weeping?

EMILIA

'Tis neither here nor there.

DESDEMONA

I have heard it said so. – O, these men, these men! —
Dost thou in conscience think, – tell me, Emilia, —
That there be women do abuse their husbands
In such gross kind?

EMILIA

There be some such, no question.

DESDEMONA

Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?

EMILIA

Why, would not you?

DESDEMONA

No, by this heavenly light!

EMILIA

Nor I neither by this heavenly light; I might do't as well i' the dark.

DESDEMONA

Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?

EMILIA

The world's a huge thing; it is a great price
For a small vice.

DESDEMONA

In troth, I think thou wouldst not.

EMILIA

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