And makes me poor indeed.1 101 perra als pony teste Отн. Hà? Đi .{ ivo sulav IAGO. Oh, beware, my Lord, of jealousy; It is a green ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But oh, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who doats, yet doubts; fufpects, yet ftrongly loves! of ade IAGO. Poor and content, is rich, and rich enough: But riches endless is as poor as winter j3' •}G| To him that ever fears he fhall be poor. 2435 nuqsona 517 Good Heaven! the fouls of all my tribe defendi Į From jealousy! Отн. Why, Why is this ¥ o kajol as { Think't thou I'd make a life of jealoufyel To follow ftill the changes of the moon With fresh fufpicions Tis not to make me jealous Receive it from me. Therefore, as I'm bound, 01621 Pfpeak not yet of proof. Al obferve her well with Caffio TO Wear Wear your eye thus; not jealous, nor fecure! nature I would not have your free and noble I know our country difpofition well; ww pron ft tol OTH. Doft thou say so? 371 IAGO. She did deceive her father, marrying you; And when the feem'd to thake, and fear your looks, She lov'd them most. OTH. And fo the did. IAGO. Go to then; She that, fo, young, could give out such a seeming He thought 'twas witchcraft-But I'm much to blame : OTн. I am bound to you for ever. IAGO. I fee this hath a little dafh'd your fpirits. T OTH. Not a jot; not a jot IAGO. Trust me, I fear it has : cin)ASE DEN 8 I hope you will confider what is fpoke 1 wher Comes from, my love. But I do fee you're mov'd I I am to pray you, not to strain my speech 2009! SP5677 To groffer iffues, not to larger reach, Than to fufpicion, at no fab soro OTH. I will not. IAGO... Should you do fo, my Lord, My fpeech would fall into fuch vile fuccefs, en obA Which my thoughts aim not at. Caffip's my worthy friend. My Lord, I fee your movido baig n I OTH. No, not much mov'd bra set wolf ET I do not think but Defdemona's honeft,,Ed IAGO. Long live the fo! and long live you to think fot OTH, And yet, how nature's erring from itfel fro 15377 JAGO. IAGO. Ay, there's the point!-as (to be bold with you) Not to affect many propofed matches Of her own clime, complexion, and degree, A Foh one may fmell, in fuch, a will most rank, you with her country-forms, And, haply, fo repent.loverd Отн. Farewell, farewell; If more thou dost perceive, let me know more : Set on thy wife t' observe. Leave me, lago. E. IAGO. Отн. This honeft creature, doubtlefs, 门 Sees, and knows more, much more, than he unfolds. Yet if you pleafe to hold him off a while, And hold her free, I do befeech your Honour. 3: A Отн. Fear not my governments of dro itol ja!! IAGO. I once more take my leave. Back OuOHAMOSHAKESPEARE. nikke Kay Marielle CHAP. XXVIII. e HAMLET'S SOLILOQUY ON HIS MOTHER'S MARRIAGE. OH that this too too folid flesh would melt, Thaw, and refolve itfelf into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd i How weary, ftale, flat, and unprofitable, Fie on't! oh fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,, That grows to feed; things rank, and grofs in nature, Poffefs it merely. That it Thould come to this! But two months dead! nay, not fo much; not twoSo excellent a king, that was, to this, Hyperion to a fatyr: -fo loving to my mother, That he permitted not the winds of heav'nor Muft I remember! Why, fhe would hang on him! As if increafe of appetite had grown By what it fed ong yet, within a month, Let me not think Frailty, thy name is Woman! Ere yet the falt of most unrighteous tears: She married Oh, moft wicked fpeed, to poft It is not, nor it cannot come to good. But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. SHAKESPEARE. 3 d HAM. ANGELS and minifters of grace defend us!? Thou com'ft in fuch a questionable fhapes godd Hath 'op'd his ponderous and marble jaws, 7 To caft thee up again? What may this mean? Revifit'ft thus the glympfes of the moon, With thoughts beyond the reaches of our fouls ? HAM. I will. GHOST My hour is almoft come, When I to fulphurous and tormenting flame's Muft render up myfelf. up myself, o HAM. Alas, poor ghost! 3 GHOST. Pity me not, but lend thy ferious hearing!! To what I fhall unfold. yoqub his is invited HAM. Speak, I am bound to hear. A som voki GHOST. So' art thou to revenge when thou shalk hear. HAM. What? GHOST. I am thy father's fpirit, stara jote d'A bowotw () Doom'd |