OTHELLO, THE MOOR of veniCE (continued).

iii.

iii.

C. & W., D., K., W.

. S., St.

3. By heaven, he echoes me, As if there were some monster in his thought C.&W., D., S., St., W. Alas! thou echoest me As if there were some monster in thy thought 3. Oft my jealousy Shapes faults that are not Of my jealousy Shapes faults that are not. Of my jealousy Shape faults that are not Nor for my manhood, honesty, or wisdom

iii. 3.

iii.

iii.

Nor for my manhood, honesty, and wisdom

K.

C. & W., D., S., St.

K.

W.

Who steals my purse steals trash; 't is something, nothing. Who steals my purse steals trash; 't is something-nothing 3. By heaven, I'll know thy thoughts

C.

3.

3. Their best conscience Is not to leave 't undone, but keep 't unknown

Their best conscience Is not to leave undone, but keep unknown .

3. My speech should fall into such vile success As my thoughts aim not at C. & W., D., S., St., W. My speech should fall into such vile success Which my thoughts aimed not. K.

3. One may smell in such a will most rank, Foul disproportion

3.

Farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops!

C. & W., D., S., W.

K., St.

C. & W., D., St.

K., S., W.

C. & W., D., S.

iii.

3.

Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances

iii.

One may smell in such a will most rank, Foul disproportions
It harmed not me: I slept the next night well, was free and merry.
It harmed not me: I slept the next night well, fed well, was free and merry.
Farewell content! Farewell the plumed troop!

Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb
Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er keeps retiring ebb
Whose yesty current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb
Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er knows retiring ebb
He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing
He is a soldier; and for me to say a soldier lies, is stabbing
He is a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing
It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow
It yet has felt no age, nor known no sorrow
I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me.
I have a salt and sullen rheum offends me

Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt After new fancies. . C. & W., D., W.
Should hold her loathly, and his spirits should hunt After new fancies.

K., S., St.

Act Sc.

iii. 4.

iii.

iii.

OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE (continued).

To lose 't or give 't away were such perdition As nothing else could match C. & W., D., K.,St. To lose or give 't away were such perdition As nothing else could match .S., W. 4. That nor my service past, nor present sorrows

That neither service past, nor present sorrows

C. & W., D., K., St., W.

S.

4. Let our finger ache, and it indues Our other healthful members even to that sense of pain
C. & W., D., S., W.

Let our finger ache, and it endues Our other healthful members even to a sense of pain K., St.
As doth the raven o'er the infected house

A passion most unsuiting such a man

C. & W., D., S., W.
K., St.

iv.

I.

As doth the raven o'er the infectious house

C. & W., K., S., St., W.
D.

I never knew woman love man so. Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me

A passion most unfitting such a man

Alas, poor rogue! I think, i' faith, she loves me D., S.
Alas, poor rogue! I think indeed she loves me. K.
Is this the nature Whom passion could not shake?
C. & W., D., K., St., W.
This the noble nature Whom passion could not shake?

S.

A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at ! C. & W., D., S., W.
The fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow and moving finger at!
The fixed figure of the time, for Scorn To point his slow and moving finger at !

2. Expectations and comforts of sudden respect and acquaintance
Expectations and comforts of sudden respect and acquittance.
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree.
The poor soul sat singing by a sycamore tree
That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, But that my coat is better than thou know'st

V.

I.

V.

2.

C. & W., D., K., St., W.

That thrust had been mine enemy indeed, But that my coat is better than thou think'st S.
"T is some mischance; the cry is very direful
'Tis some mischance; the voice is very direful.
Put out the light, and then put out the light.
Put out the light, — and then put out thy light
Put out the light, and then Put out the light?.
Put out the light, and then - Put out the light!

V. 2.

But once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature

But once put out thine, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature
When I have plucked the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again
When I have plucked thy rose, I cannot give it vital growth again
Ah, balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword!
O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword!
O balmy breath, that doth almost persuade Justice to break her sword!
I would not kill thy unprepared spirit; No; heaven forfend! . . C. & W., D., S., St., W.
K.

C. & W

Act Sc.

OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE (continued).

It is the very error of the moon; She comes more nearer earth than she was wont

C. & W., K., St.,
W.

It is the very error of the moon; She comes more near the earth than she was wont D., S.,
Thou hast not half that power to do me harm As I have to be hurt C. & W., D., K., St., W.
Thou hast not half the power to do me harm As I have to be hurt
S.

Curse his better angel from his side, And fall to reprobation
Curse his better angel from his side, And fall to reprobance

I

peace! No, I will speak as liberal as the north

I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north
I hold my peace, sir? no; I'll be in speaking liberal as the air

So speaking as I think, I die, I die.

So speaking as I think, alas, I die

So speaking - as I think-alas! - I die

O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead! Oh! Oh! Oh!.

O Desdemon! dead, Desdemon! dead! O!.

O Desdemon! dead Desdemon! dead.

Oh, oh

O Desdemona! Desdemona! dead? Dead? O! O! O!

O Desdemon! dead, Desdemon! dead! O! O!

O Desdemon! dead! Desdemon! dead! O!.

2. Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their med' cinable gum Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinable

gum

C. & W., S., St.
D., K., W.

C. & W., D., W.

. K., St. S.

C. & W., D., S., St.

K.

W.

C. & W.

D.

K.

S.

St.

W.

C. & W., S.
D., St., W.

K.

2. Then we bring forth weeds, When our quick minds lie still
Then we bring forth weeds, When our quick winds lie still
What our contempt doth often hurl from us, We wish it ours again
What our contempts do often hurl from us, We wish it ours again
Ne'er loved till ne'er worth love, Comes deared by being lacked. C. & W., D., S., St., W.

i.

2. Our worser thoughts heavens mend! Our worser thoughts heaven mend!

And soberly did mount an arm-gaunt steed

And soberly did mount an arrogant steed

And soberly did mount an arm-girt steed

Ne'er loved till ne'er worth love, Comes feared by being lacked

C. & W., St.

D., K., S., W.

K.

C. & W., D., K., St.

S.

W.

My power's a crescent

you 'll patch a quarrel, As matter whole you have not to make it with
If you'll patch a quarrel, As matter whole you've not to make it with.
If
you 'll patch a quarrel, As matter whole you have to make it with
Truths would be tales, Where now half tales be truths
Truths would be but tales, Where now half tales be truths.
We had much more monstrous matter of feast

C. & W., St.

D., S. K., W.

C. & W., K., St., W.
D., S.

C. & W., D., S. St., W. K. C. & W., D., K., St., W. S.

5. Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, The other way 's a Mars C. &W., D., St.,W.
Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, T' other way he's a Mars
Though he be painted one way like a Gorgon, The other way he's a Mars
All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are
All men's faces are true, whatsoe'er their hands are

K.

S.

. C. & W.

D., K., S., St., W.

ii. 6.

iii.

iii.

iii.

iii.

7.

2.

It is just as high as it is, and moves with its own organs

In thy fats our cares be drowned.

In thy vats our cares be drowned

The swan's down-feather, That stands upon the swell at full of tide The swan's down-feather, That stands upon the swell at the full of tide 4. When the best hint was given him, he not took 't

When the best hint was given him: he not looked

When the best hint was given him, he not took'd

C. & W., D., S., W.

.

K.

St.

6. The ostentation of our love, which, left unshown, Is often left unloved C. & W., D., K., S., St. The ostentation of our love, which, left unshewn, Is often held unloved W. 7. With news the time 's with labour, and throes forth With news the time 's with labour; and throws forth Yon ribaudred nag of Egypt

iii. IO.

iii. 12.

As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf To his grand sea C. &W., D., K. (iii. 10), S. (iii. 10), St.
As is the morn-dew on the myrtle-leaf To the grand sea.

( C. & W., D., St., divide Act iii. into thirteen scenes; K., S., W., into eleven scenes. D., St., divide Act iv. into fifteen scenes; K., S., W., into thirteen scenes.)

S.

And sear up my embracements from a next With bonds of death. C. & W., D., K.(i. 2), St.
And seal up my embracements from a next With bonds of death.
And cere up my embracements from a next With bands of death.

4. You are afraid, and therein the wiser

You are a friend, and therein the wiser

i. 6. The twinned stones Upon the numbered beach

The twinned stones Upon th' unnumbered beach

S. (i. 2). W. (i 2).

C. & W., D, S. (i. 5), St., W. (i. 5).

CYMBELINE (continued).

Act Sc.

i.

6.

He enchants societies into him
He enchants societies unto him

ii.

3.

ii.

iii.

iii.

iii.

iii.

iii.

iv.

iv.

3.

3.

With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise.
With every thing that pretty bin: My lady sweet, arise.
Frame yourself To orderly soliciting, and be friended
Frame yourself To orderly solicits; and be friended
Frame yourself To orderly solicits; and, befriended
Richer than doing nothing for a bauble
Richer than doing nothing for a bribe
Richer, than doing nothing for a brabe

3. Such gain the cap of him that makes 'em fine
Such gains the cap of him that makes him fine
Such gain the cap of him, that makes him fine
3. A prison for a debtor, that not dares To stride a limit
A prison o'er a debtor, that not dares To stride a limit
4. I'll wake mine eye-balls blind first

I'll wake mine eye-balls first

C. & W., D., K., S., W.

St. C. & W D., K., S., W. St.

C. & W., D., K., St., W.

C. &

. C. & W., D., K., S., St.
W.
C. & W., D., K., St., W.
S.

. C. & W., D., W.
K., S., St.

(C. & W., D., St., divide Act i. into six scenes: K., S., W., into seven scenes.)

The blind mole casts Copped hills towards heaven
The blind mole casts Copped hills toward heaven
A spark, To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing.
A spark, To which that spark gives heat and stronger glowing
A spark, To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing
If heaven slumber while their creatures want
If the gods slumber while their creatures want
4. They may awake their helps to comfort them
They may awake their helpers to comfort them
ii. Gower. Thinks all is writ he speken can
Thinks all is writ he spoken can