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Othello
fetch your night-gown?
DESDEMONA. No, unpin me here;
    This Lodovico is a proper man. [35]
EMILIA. A very handsome man.
DES DEMONA. He speaks well.
EMILIA. I know a lady in Venice would have walkâd barefoot to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip.
DESDEMONA (singing).
    The poor soul sat sighing, by a sycamore tree, [40]
    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 âd her moan s ,
    Sing willow, willow, willow. [45]
    Her salt tears fell from her, which softenâd the stones: â
    Lay by these: â
    Sing willow, willow, willow.
    Prithee hie thee: heâll come anon: â
    Sing all a green willow must be my garland . [50]
    Let nobody blame him, his scorn I approve, â
    Nay, thatâs not next. Hark! whoâs that knocks?
EMILIA. It is the wind.
DESDEMONA.
    I callâd my love false love; but what said he then?
        Sing willow, willow, willow: [55]
    If I court moe women, youâll couch with moe men.
    Now get thee gone; good night: mine eyes do itch ,
    Does that bode weeping?
EMILIA. âTis neither here nor there.
DESDEMONA. I have heard it said so. O, these men, these men!
    Dost thou in conscience think, â tell me, Emilia, â [60]
    That there be women do abuse their husbands
    In such gross kind?
EMILIA. There be some such, no question.
DES DEMONA. 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, [65]
    I might do it as well in the dark.
DESDEMONA. Wouldst thou do such a thing for all the world?
EMILIA. The world is a huge thing, it is a great price,
    For a small vice.
DESDEMONA. Good troth , I think thou wouldst not.
EMILIA. By my troth, I think I should, and undo ât [70] when I had done it; marry, I would not do such a thing for a joint-ring ; or for measures of lawn , nor for gown s , or petticoats, nor caps, nor any such exhibition; but, for the whole world? udâs pity, who would not make her husband a cuckold, to make [75] him a monarch? I should venture purgatory for it.
DESDEMON A. Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong,
    For the whole world.
EMILIA. Why, the wrong is but a wrong iâ the world; and having the world for your labour, âtis a wrong in [80] your own world, and you might quickly make it right.
DESDEMONA. I do not think there is any such woman.
EMILIA. Yes, a dozen, and as many to the vantage , as would
    store the world they played for. [85]
    But I do think it is their husbandsâ faults
    If wives do fall: say, that they slack their duties,
    And pour our treasures into foreign lap s ;
    Or else break out in peevish jealousies,
    Throwing restraint upon us: or say they strike us, [90]
    Or scant our former having in despite,
    Why, we have galls: and though we have some grace,
    Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know,
    Their wives have sense like them: they see, and smell,
    And have their palates both for sweet, and sour, [95]
    As husbands have. What is it that they do,
    When they change us for others? Is it sport?
    I think it is: and doth affection breed it?
    I think it doth. Is ât frailty that thus errs?
    It is so too. And have not we affections? [100]
    Desires for sport? and frailty, as men have?
    Then let them use us well: else let them know,
    The ills we do, their ills instruct us so.
DESDEMONA. Good night, good night: God me such usage send,
    Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend! [105]
(Exeunt.)
Act V
Scene 1
A Street.
Enter Iago and Roderigo.
IAGO. Here stand behind this bulk , straight will he come,
    Wear thy good rapier bare, and put it
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