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...opportunely here, took it up. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,4 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? Tome? /ago. Why, how now, general ? no more...

...opportunely here, took it up. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,2 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me ? fago. Why, how now, general? no more...

...— I did say so : — Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes \ Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Oth. Ha ! ha ! false to me ? To me ? /ago. Why, how now, general? no more...

...nothing of the matter. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora,2 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me ? lago. Why, how now, general ? no more...

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...Desdemona, he says, exulting in the success of his villany, Not poppy, nor mandragore, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday." The ancients supposed that there were magic rings which had the power...

...sulphur.— I did eay so : — . Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me? logo. Why, how now, general ? no more...

...Tortures of Jealousy. Enter Othello. /ago. Look where he conies ! not poppy. nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? tome? [that. logo. Why, how now, general? no...

...projection. — I did say so : Look where he comes [Enter OTHELLO]. Not poppy nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Again he says : — — Work on, My medicine, work ! Thus credulous fools...