Enter Othello.[6106]
How is't with you, my lord?[6107] 30
Oth. Well, my good lady. [Aside] O, hardness to dissemble![6108]
How do you, Desdemona?
Des. Well, my good lord.[6109]
Oth. Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady.[6110]
Des. It yet has felt no age nor known no sorrow.[6111]
Oth. This argues fruitfulness and liberal heart: 35
Hot, hot, and moist: this hand of yours requires[6112]
A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer,[6113]
Much castigation, exercise devout;[6114]
For here's a young and sweating devil here,[6115]
That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand, 40
A frank one.[6116]
Des. You may, indeed, say so;
For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart.
Oth. A liberal hand: the hearts of old gave hands;[6117]
But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.
Des. I cannot speak of this. Come now, your promise.[6118] 45