Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Post 10.28.2014.2

Othello:  Behold!  I have a weapon;
A better never did itself sustain
Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day,
That with this little arm, and this good sword,
I have made my way thorugh more impediments
Than twenty times your stop: but, o vain boast!
Who can control his fate?  'tis not so now.

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

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