 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 572 страници
...from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — • 460 O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...possession of this heavenly sight ! Blow me about in winds I roast me in sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — • O Desdemona! Desdemona!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire !— O Desdemona ! Desdemona ! dead ? Dead? O! O! O! 1 Account. Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire! — O Desdemona! Desdemona! deadr Dead? O! O! O! Enter Lodovico, Montano, Cassio, carried in a chair,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead? Dead? O! O! O! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in a Chair,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur! "Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire! — O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead? Dead? O! O! O! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in a Chair)... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!— O Desdemona ! Desdemona ! dead ? Dead? O! O! O! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in a chair,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — O Desdemona ! Desdemona ! dead : Dead? O! O! O! Enter LODOVICO, MONTANO, CASSIO, carried in a... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 страници
...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...roast me in sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs «f liquid fire ! — O Desdemona ! Desdemona! dead ? — O, O, O ! — [Falls down by her. Enter LODOVICO,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 448 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like tby chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From...sight ! Blow me about in winds ! roast me in sulphur ! Wiish me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead? Dead? O! O! O! Enter... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 438 страници
...soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight ! Blow me ahout in winds ! roast me in sulphur ! Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire ! — O Desdemona!... | |
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Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity.... 
