(no subject)
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the grren-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. The cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, et doubts - suspects, yet soundly loves!
It is the grren-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on. The cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er
Who dotes, et doubts - suspects, yet soundly loves!