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...do see me weapon'd; Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires;—Where should Othello go?— Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy...

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