Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,

Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,

Till that a capable and wide revenge

Swallow them up.

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

Our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.

Othello. Act iii. Sc. 4.

To beguile many, and be beguil'd by one.

Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1.

They laugh that win.[155:1]