...blood, 43 j Burn like the mines of sulphur. — I did say so : — Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever med'cine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou owd'st yesterday. Oth. Ha! ha! false to me ? tome? lago....

...of sulphur. — I did say so : — Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora,8 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst'; yesterday. ^ Seem as if you knew nothing of the matter. * The mandrake has a soporifick...

...blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur. — I did say so: — Enter Othello. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever med'cine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me? lago....

...being opportunely here, took it up. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,4 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? Tome? /ago. Why, how now, general ? no more...

...being opportunely here, took it up. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,2 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me ? fago. Why, how now, general? no more...

...blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur. — I did say so : — Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes \ Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups...world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Oth. Ha ! ha ! false to me ? To me ? /ago. Why, how now, general? no more...

...blood, Êurn like the mines of sulphur. — I did say so:— Enter Othello. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora *, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever med'cine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst * yesterday. Oth. Ha ! ha! false to me ? to me...

...mandragora.] A plant of which the infusion was supposed to procure sleep. Shakspeare mentions it in Othello: " Not poppy, nor mandragora, " Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, " Shall ever med'cine thee to that sweet sleep—." Johnson. So, in Webster's Dutches, of Malfy, 1633: " Come violent...

...if you knew nothing of the matter. Enter OTHELLO. Look, where he comes ! Not poppy, nor mandragora,2 Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.3 Oth. Ha! ha! false to me? To me ? lago. Why, how now, general ? no more...

...to the undertaking, and vowed by the beard of Bickerstaife, and the pipe of Will. Honeycomb, that " not poppy, nor mandragora, nor all the drowsy syrups of the world," should tempt him to sleep on his post. In the customary hours of rest, the Vigil has been watchful...