...love, And she in mine. Say it, Othello. Her father loved me, oft invited me; 294 Continually questioned me the story of my life From year to year — the battles, sieges, fortunes That I have experienced. I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it....

...ist der ganze Zauber, den ich brauchte ...60 Her father loved me, oft invited me, Still questioned me the story of my life From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes That I have passed. I ran it through [...] Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood...