In the due reverence of a sacred vow I here engage my words. OTHELLO DESCRIBES THE MAGIC HANDKERCHIEF HE GAVE TO HIS WIFE. THAT handkerchief Did an Egyptian to my mother give; She was a charmer, and could almost read The thoughts of people: she told her, while she kept it, Should hold her loathly, and his spirit should hunt it me ; To lose 't or give 't away, were such perdition DESDEMONA'S GRIEF AT LOSING OTHELLO'S LOVE. ALAS, Iago, What shall I do to win my lord again? Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven, Or that I do not yet, and ever did, And ever will, though he do shake me off Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much ; But never taint my love. OTHELLO'S LOST AFFECTION, THROUGH JEALOUSY, LESS BEARABLE THAN ANY OTHER AFFLICTION. HAD it pleased Heaven To try me with affliction; had He rain'd All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head; Steep'd 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 To knot and gender in! turn thy complexion there, OTHELLO DISCOVERS HOW HE HAD BEEN WROUGHT UPON BY THE VILLAIN IAGO, AND DIES LAMENTING SOFT you; a word or two, before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know 't; Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one, not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Richer than all his tribe; of one, whose subdued eyes, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinable gum: Set you down this: HIS [Stabs himself. KING LEAR. LEAR'S IMPRECATION ON HIS DAUGHTER GONERIL. HEAR, nature, hear; dear goddess, hear! Dry up in her the organs of increase ; CORNWALL'S CENSURE ON THE HONEST KENT. Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness That stretch their duties nicely. THE FOOL'S HOME-TRUTHS. WE'LL set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee there's no labouring in the winter. All that follow their noses are led by their eyes, but blind men; and there's not a nose among twenty but can smell him that's stinking. Let go thy hold, when a great wheel runs down a hill, lest it break thy neck with following; but the great one that goes upward, let him draw thee after. When a wise man gives thee better counsel, give me mine again : I would have none but knaves follow it, since a fool gives it. That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain, But I will tarry; the fool will stay, The knave turns fool that runs away; THINGS SUPPOSED NEEDFUL ARE OFTEN SUPERFLUOUS. O, REASON not the need: our basest beggars Allow not nature more than nature needs, If only to go warm were gorgeous, Why, nature needs not what thou gorgeous wear'st, That all the world shall-I will do such things- I have full cause of weeping; but this heart OUTWARD MALADIES NOT EQUAL TO THOSE OF THE MIND. THOU think'st 't is much, that this contentious storm Invades us to the skin: so 't is to thee; But where the greater malady is fix'd, The lesser is scarce felt. Thou 'dst shun a bear; But if thy flight lay toward the roaring sea, free, When the mind 's : The body's delicate: the tempest in my mind LEAR MORALIZES ON THE WRETCHED CONDITION OF EDGAR. THOU wert better in a grave, than to answer with thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies.-Is man no more than this? Consider him well: Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume:-Ha! here's three of us are sophisticated! Thou art the thing itself: unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.-Off, off, you lendings:-Come; unbutton here.— [Tearing off his clothes. BLIND GLOSTER LED BY EDGAR TO DOVER. Glo. Know'st thou the way to Dover? Edg. Both stile and gate, horse-way and footpath. Poor Tom hath been scared out of his good wits: Bless theė, good man's son, from the foul fiend! Five fiends have been in poor Tom at once. Glo. Here, take this purse, you whom the heaven's plagues Have humbled to all strokes: that I am wretched, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he does not feel, feel your power quickly; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough.-Dost thou know Dover? Edg. Ay, master. Glo. There is a cliff, whose high and bending head Looks fearfully in the confined deep: Bring me but to the very brim of it, |