To beggarly divorcement, love him dearly,
Comfort forswear me. Unkindness may do much,
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love.
Iago. I pray you be content: ’tis but his humour.
The business of the state does him offence.
Desdemona. If ‘twere no other!——
The scene which follows with Æmilia and the song of the Willow, are equally beautiful, and show the author’s extreme power of varying the expression of passion, in all its moods and in all circumstances.
‘Æmilia. Would you had never seen him.
Desdemona. So would not I: my love doth so approve him,