DESDEMONA I hope my noble lord esteems me honest. 75 OTHELLO O, ay, as summer flies are in the shambles, 76 That quicken even with blowing! O thou weed, 77 Who art so lovely fair, and smell’st so sweet 78 That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst 79 ⟨ne’er⟩ been born! 80 DESDEMONA Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed? 81 OTHELLO Was this fair paper, this most goodly book, 82 Made to write “whore” upon?
DESDEMONA
I hope my noble lord esteems me honest. 75
OTHELLO
O, ay, as summer flies are in the shambles, 76
That quicken even with blowing! O thou weed, 77
Who art so lovely fair, and smell’st so sweet 78
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst 79
⟨ne’er⟩ been born! 80
DESDEMONA
Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed? 81
OTHELLO
Was this fair paper, this most goodly book, 82
Made to write “whore” upon?
