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Skuespill: Othello, ACT V, SCENE II. A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning.
OTHELLO: Rising
O, she was foul!
I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece,
Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd:
I know this act shows horrible and grim.

Skuespill: Othello, ACT V, SCENE II. A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning.
GRATIANO: Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead:
Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief
Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now,
This sight would make him do a desperate turn,
Yea, curse his better angel from his side,
And fall to reprobation.

Skuespill: Othello, ACT V, SCENE II. A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning.
OTHELLO: 'Tis pitiful; but yet Iago knows
That she with Cassio hath the act of shame
A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it:
And she did gratify his amorous works
With that recognizance and pledge of love
Which I first gave her; I saw it in his hand:
It was a handkerchief, an antique token
My father gave my mother.