Page 1481 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

To bring him in? Byrlady, I could do much − [75]

OTHELLO
Prithee no more, let him come when he will,
I will deny thee nothing.

DESDEMONA
Why, this is not a boon,
’Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves;

Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm,
Or sue to you, to do a peculiar profit [80]
To your own person: nay, when I have a suit
Wherein I mean to touch your love indeed,

It shall be full of poise and difficulty,
And fearful to be granted.

OTHELLO
I will deny thee nothing,
Whereon I do beseech thee grant me this, [85]
To leave me but a little to myself.

DESDEMONA
Shall I deny you? no, farewell, my lord.

OTHELLO
Farewell, my Desdemona, I’ll come to thee straight.

DESDEMONA
Emilia, come; be it as your fancies teach you,
Whate’er you be, I am obedient. [90]
Exeunt Desdemona and Emilia.

OTHELLO

Excellent wretch, perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee, and when I love thee not,
Chaos is come again.