Charles Kemble's Shakspere readings, a selection of the plays as read by him in public, ed. by R.J. Lane. (Shakspere for sch.).

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 Excerpt: ...falsely murder'd! Emil. Out, and alas! that was my lady's voice:--Help! help, ho! help!--O lady, speak again! Sweet Desdemona! O, sweet mistress, speak! Des. A guiltless death I die. Emil. O, who hath done This deed? Des. Nobody; I myself; farewell: Commend me to my kind lord; O, farewell. Dies. Oth. Why, how should she be murder'd? Emil. Alas, who knows? Oth. You heard her say herself it was not 1. Emil. She said so; I must needs report the truth. Oth. 'Twas I that kill'd her! Emil. O, the more angel she, And you the blacker devil! Oth. She was false. Emil. Thou'rt rash as fire, to say that she was false. Oth. Thy husband knew it all. Emil. My husband knew? That she was false to wedlock? Oth. Ay, with Cassio. Had she been true, if heav'n would make another Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'd not have sold her for it. Emil. How my husband? Oth. What needs this iteration, woman? I say, thy husband: honest, honest I:igo. Emil. If he say so, may his pernicious soul Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart; She was too fond of her most filthy bargain. Oth. Ha! Emil. Do thy worst: Thou cans't not do me harm; This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven, Than thou wast worthy hfer. Oth. Peace, you were best. Emil. I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known, Though I lost twenty lives:--Help! hel p, ho! help! The Moor has kill'd my mistress: Murder! murder! Enter Montano, Gratiano, and Iaco. Emil. O, are you come, lago? you've done well, That men must lay their murders on your neck. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man: He says, thou told'st him that his wife was false: I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain. lago. I told him what I thought; and told no more Than what he found himself was apt and true. Emil. But did you ever tell him,...