William Shakespeare - Othello (1604)

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Like to the Pontick sea,
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up.

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A maiden never bold;
Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Blush'd at herself.

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Were I the Moor I would not be Iago. In following him I follow but myself; Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so for my peculiar end. For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. I am not what I am

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Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.

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Poor and content is rich, and rich enough.

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Here is my journey's end, here is my butt,
And very sea-mark of my utmost sail.

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And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again.

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Speak of them as they are; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice; then must you speak
Of one that lov'd not wisely, but too well.

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This is the night
That either makes me or fordoes me quite.

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O thou invisible spirit of wine! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!

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The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing all a green willow;
Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,
Sing willow, willow, willow.

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Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

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The curse of marriage
That we can call these delicate creatures ours
And not their appetites!

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The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida.

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You are pictures out of doors,
Bells in your parlors, wildcats in your kitchens, Saints in your injuries, devils being offended,
Players in your housewifery, and housewives in
your beds.

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Not poppy, nor mandragora,
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday.

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I will a round unvarnished tale deliver
Of my whole course of love.

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'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

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My heart is turned to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O! the world hath not a sweeter creature; she might lie by an emperor's side and command him tasks.

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Iago: To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. Desdemona: O most lame and impotent conclusion!

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Blow me about in winds! roast me in sulphur!
Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!
O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead!

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One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens.

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But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

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Swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
For 'tis of aspics' tongues!

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O farewell …
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!

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Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field,
Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly
breach.

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Unkindness may do much;
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love.

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The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief.

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I humbly do beseech you of your pardon
For too much loving you.

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Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter.

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