:52:06
-Dost thou say so?
-She did deceive her father.
:52:08
And when she seemed to fear your looks,
she loved them most.
:52:11
-And so she did.
-Why, go to then.
:52:19
But l am much to blame.
:52:23
l humbly do beseech you of your pardon
for too much loving you.
:52:27
l am bound to thee forever.
:52:33
l see this hath dashed your spirits.
:52:34
-Not a jot, not a jot.
-ln faith, l fear it has.
:52:37
l hope you consider what is spoke
comes from my love.
:52:40
But l do see you're moved.
:52:42
l am to pray you not to strain
my speech to grosser issues...
:52:46
...nor to larger reach than
to suspicion.
:52:48
Should you do so, my lord...
:52:50
...my speech should fall into vile
success as my thoughts aimed not at.
:52:53
Cassio's my worthy friend--
My lord, you're moved.
:52:56
No, not much moved!
:52:57
l do not think but Desdemona's honest.
:52:59
Long live she so.
And long live you to think so.
:53:03
And yet, how nature erring from itself--
:53:07
Ay, there's the point!
:53:09
As to be bold not to enter
into a marriage...
:53:11
...of her own clime, complexion
and degree...
:53:14
...whereto we see in all things
nature tends--
:53:18
One may smell in such
a will most rank...
:53:21
...foul disproportion,
thoughts unnatural.
:53:38
But pardon me. l do not in position
distinctly speak of her.
:53:43
Though l may fear, her will,
recoiling to her better judgment...
:53:48
...may fall to match you with
her country forms...
:53:51
...and happily repent.
:53:55
Farewell, farewell.
:53:56
lf more thou dost perceive,
let me know more.