Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Post 10.28.2014.1

Othello:  Put out the light, and then put out the light;
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
I can again thy former light restore,
Should I repent me; but once put out thy light,
I know not where is that promethean heat
That can thy light relume.  When I have pluck'd the rose,
I cannot give it vital growth again,
It needs must wither:  I'll smell it on the tree.

Othello, the Moor of Venice, Act 5, Scene 2

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