...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...

...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...

...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! when we shall...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,...

...against Othello's breast,. And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now — how dost thou look now ? Oh ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall...at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heav'n, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Ev'n like thy chastity. O cursed slave...

...And. he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now — how dost thou look now ? Oh ill-starr'd wench t Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt. This look of thine will hurl my soul from heav'n, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Ev'n like thy chastity. O cursed slave...

...suddenly perform'd, What say'st thou now ? speak suddenly, be brief. Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall...my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece, And next his throat unto the butcher's knife. Butchers...

...against Othello's, breast, And he retires;—Where should Othello go?— Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench *! Pale as thy smock! when we shall...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will suatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity.— O cursed, cursed slave!—Whip me, ye...

...of Nature ? CHAPTER XVI. • Sentiments. Now — how dost thou look now? O ill starr'd wench I ***** When we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will...my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. OTHELLO. — ACT V. Sc. 2. The sentiments here displayed flow so naturally from the passions represented,...

...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt,1 This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. "ColU, cold, my girl? Even like thv chastity. — O cu/sed, cursed slave !— Whip me, ye devils, From...

...DARK AGES.) BY MRS. KV rUl T. " Thou hast killed the sweetest innocent That e'er did lift up eye." " When we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven. — OTHELLO. The light of history over past years shows us many a scene that startles our credulity,...