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CASSIO
’Tis truly so.
DESDEMONA
Let’s meet him, and receive him. [180]
Enter Othello and Attendants.
CASSIO
Lo, where he comes!
OTHELLO
O my fair warrior!
DESDEMONA
My dear Othello!
OTHELLO
It gives me wonder great as my content
To see you here before me: O my soul’s joy,
If after every tempest come such calmness, [185]
May the winds blow, till they have waken’d death,
And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas,
Olympus-high, and duck again as low
As hell’s from heaven. If it were now to die,
’Twere now to be most happy, for I fear [190]
My soul hath her content so absolute,
That not another comfort, like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.
DESDEMONA
The heavens forbid
But that our loves and comforts should increase,
Even as our days do grow.
OTHELLO
Amen to that, sweet powers! [195]
