No Fear Shakespeare
Othello
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Act 4, Scene 2, Page 3
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DESDEMONA
Your wife, my lord. Your true and loyal wife.
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DESDEMONA
I’m your wife, your true and loyal wife.
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OTHELLO
Come, swear it, damn thyself.
Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves
Should fear to seize thee. Therefore be double damned,
Swear thou art honest!
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OTHELLO
Go ahead, swear to that, so you’ll be damned to hell
for lying. Otherwise the devils will mistake you for an angel and be
too scared to grab you. Go ahead, make sure you damn yourself by
swearing you’ve been faithful to me.
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DESDEMONA
Heaven doth truly
know it.
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DESDEMONA
Heaven knows I am.
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OTHELLO
Heaven truly knows that thou art false as hell.
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OTHELLO
Heaven knows you’re as unfaithful as hell.
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DESDEMONA
To whom, my lord? With whom? How am I false?
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DESDEMONA
Unfaithful, my lord? With whom? How am I unfaithful?
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OTHELLO
Ah, Desdemona, away, away, away!
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OTHELLO
Leave me alone, Desdemona, go away!
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DESDEMONA
Alas the heavy day, why do you weep?
Am I the motive of these tears, my lord?
If haply you my father do suspect
An instrument of this your calling back,
Lay not your blame on me. If you have lost him,
Why, I have lost him too.
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DESDEMONA
Oh, what a horrible day! Why are you crying? Because of me? If
you’ve been ordered back to Venice because of my father,
don’t blame me. You may have lost his respect, but so
have I.
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OTHELLO
Had it pleased
heaven
To try me with affliction, had they rained
All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head,
Steeped 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. But, alas, to make me
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OTHELLO
If God had decided to treat me like Job, making me sick and
covered with sores, reducing me to abject poverty, selling me into
slavery and destroying all my hopes, I would have found some way to
accept it with patience. But instead He’s made me a
laughingstock for everyone in our time to point at and scorn! Even
that I could put up with. But instead, my wife, who’s
supposed to
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