...Othello go? Now — how doft thou look now ? Oh ill-ftar'd Wenchf Pale as thy Smock! When we (hall meet at Compt, This look of thine will hurl my Soul from Heav'n, And Fiends will fnatch at it. Cold, cold, my Girl £ Even like thy Chaftity. O curfed, curftd...

...Now, how dost thou look now i O ill starr'd wench t Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at conipt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,...it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — • 460 O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight...

...you go back dismay'd ? 'Tis a lost fear. Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires: — Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now?...snatch at it. — Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like ihy chastity. — O cursed slave ! — Whip me, yo devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight...

...you go back dismay 'd? 'tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!' 7 A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh:] So, in The Tipo A'ublc Kinsmen, In Beaumont...

...you go hack dismay 'd? 'tis a lost fear; Man hut a rush against Othello's hreast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!1 7 Jl better never didit self sustain Upon a soldier's thigh :] So, in The Two Nohle Kinsmen,...

...go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ; — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wonch ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from...

...go back dismay'd"? 'tis a lost fear : Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ;— Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench !1 Pale as thy smock ? when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,...

...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now- how dost thou look now ? oh, ill-starred wench ! Pale as thy smock! When we shall meet at compt,...Cold, cold, my girl, Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils ! From the possession of this heavenly sight; Slow me about in winds, roast...

...rush agaiust O'hello's hreast, And he retires; — Where shonld Oihello go ? — Now, how dost thon look now? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock!...thine will hurl my soul from heaven. And fiends will suatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursrd slave! — Wnip me,...

...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now how dost thou look now ? oh, ill-starred wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at...my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Gold, cold, my girl, Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils ! From the possession...