Reading The Tragedie of Othello — William Shakespeare

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Oth.

This Fellow's of exceeding honesty,

And knowes all Quantities with a learn'd Spirit

Of humane dealings. If I do proue her Haggard,

Though that her Iesses were my deere heart‑strings,

I'ld whistle her off, and let her downe the winde

To prey at Fortune. Haply, for I am blacke,

And haue not those soft parts of Conuersation

That Chamberers haue: Or for I am declin'd

Into the vale of yeares (yet that's not much)

Shee's gone. I am abus'd, and my releefe

Must be to loath her. Oh Curse of Marriage!

That we can call these delicate Creatures ours,

And not their Appetites? I had rather be a Toad,

And liue vpon the vapour of a Dungeon,

Then keepe a corner in the thing I loue

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