Othello

Voorkant
Hachette et Cie., 1882 - 343 pagina's

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Pagina 3 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe...
Pagina 54 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Pagina 57 - She loved me for the dangers I had passed ; And I loved her that she did pity them.
Pagina 262 - Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction ; had they rain'd All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head, Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of patience...
Pagina 174 - I'd make a life of jealousy, To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions?
Pagina 28 - The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, Would ever have, to incur a general mock, Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom Of such a thing as thou : to fear, not to delight.
Pagina 174 - Where virtue is, these are more virtuous : Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ! I'll see before I doubt ; when I doubt, prove ; And, on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy ! lago.
Pagina 53 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it: Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breath 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...
Pagina 284 - Barbara : She was in love ; and he she lov'd prov'd mad, And did forsake her: she had a song of willow; An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune, And she died singing it...
Pagina 176 - I know our country disposition well ; In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks They dare not show their husbands ; their best conscience Is — not to leave undone, but keep unknown.

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