Studied by 0 peopleI do perceive here
a divided duty
That I did love the Moor
to live with him
My noble Moor is true of mind and made of no such
baseness as jealous creatures are
Why do you speak
so startlingly and rash?
His unkindness may defeat my life
but never taint my love
If I do die before thee, prithee shroud
me in one of those same sheets
That death’s unnatural
that kills for loving
A guiltless
death I die
Kill me tomorrow
let me live tonight
the heavens forbid that our loves and
comforts should increase
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