DESDEMONA.
O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not!
OTHELLO.
Down, strumpet!
DESDEMONA.
Kill me tomorrow, let me live tonight!
OTHELLO.
Nay, if you strive,—
DESDEMONA.
But half an hour!
OTHELLO.
Being done, there is no pause.
DESDEMONA.
But while I say one prayer!
OTHELLO.
It is too late.
[Smothers her.]
EMILIA.
[Within.] My lord, my lord! what, ho! my lord, my lord!