:29:02
Why, 'tis not possible!
:29:03
Lay thy finger thus,
and let thy soul be instructed.
:29:06
Mark me. Her eye must be fed.
:29:08
What delight shall she have
to look on the devil?
:29:10
Her delicate tenderness has
found itself abused...
:29:13
...begun to heave the gorge,
disrelish and abhor the Moor.
:29:18
Her nature instructs her to it,
and compels her to some second choice.
:29:21
I cannot believe that.
She is full of most blessed condition.
:29:25
Blessed fig's-end!
:29:27
The wine she drinks is made of grapes.
:29:29
If she were blessed, she would never
have loved the Moor. Blessed pudding.
:29:34
Didst thou not see her paddle
with his hand?
:29:36
Didst thou not mark that?
:29:38
-But that was but courtesy.
-Lechery, by this hand...
:29:43
...an index and obscure prologue...
:29:46
...to the history
of lust and foul thoughts.
:29:48
They met so near with their lips
that their breaths embraced together.
:29:52
Villainous thoughts, Roderigo!
:29:54
When these mutualities
so marshal the way...
:29:57
...hard at hand comes the master...
:29:59
...and main exercise,
the incorporate conclusion.
:30:02
But sir, be you ruled by me.
l have brought you from Venice.
:30:09
Watch you with the guard tonight...
:30:11
...for the command l'll lay it upon you.
l'll not be far from you.
:30:15
Do you find some occasion
to anger Cassio.
:30:21
Well....
:30:30
Welcome, lago.
We must to the watch.
:30:32
Not this hour, lieutenant.
'Tis not yet 1 0 of the clock.
:30:36
Our general cast us thus early for
the love of his Desdemona...
:30:39
...who let us not therefore blame.
:30:41
He hath not yet...
:30:43
...made wanton the night with her,
and she is sport for Jove.
:30:46
She's a most exquisite lady.
:30:48
And l'll warrant her, full of game.
:30:51
She is indeed perfection.
:30:54
Well...
:30:55
...happiness to their sheets!
:30:57
Come, l have a stoop of wine...
:30:59
...and here without are
a brace of Cyprus gallants...