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1Othello.
2I, let her rot and perish, and be damn'd to
3night, for she shall not liue. No, my heart is turn'd to
4stone: I strike it, and it hurts my hand. Oh, the world
5hath not a sweeter Creature: she might lye by an Em
6perours side, and command him Taskes.