OTHELLO. Ay, you did wish that I would make her turn. Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on, And turn again. And she can weep, sir, weep; And she's obedient, as you say, obedient, Very obedient. Proceed you in your tears. Concerning this, sir,—O well-painted passion! I am commanded home.—Get you away; I'll send for you anon.—Sir, I obey the mandate, And will return to Venice.—Hence, avaunt!.

Ay You Did Wish That I Would Make Her Turn

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