Othello by William Shakespeare
page 87 of 156 (55%)
page 87 of 156 (55%)
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Swallow them vp. Now by yond Marble Heauen,
In the due reuerence of a Sacred vow, I heere engage my words Iago. Do not rise yet: Witnesse you euer-burning Lights aboue, You Elements, that clip vs round about, Witnesse that heere Iago doth giue vp The execution of his wit, hands, heart, To wrong'd Othello's Seruice. Let him command, And to obey shall be in me remorse, What bloody businesse euer Oth. I greet thy loue, Not with vaine thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, And will vpon the instant put thee too't. Within these three dayes let me heare thee say, That Cassio's not aliue Iago. My Friend is dead: 'Tis done at your Request. But let her liue Oth. Damne her lewde Minx: O damne her, damne her. Come go with me a-part, I will withdraw To furnish me with some swift meanes of death For the faire Diuell. Now art thou my Lieutenant |
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