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Harper's Weekly 02/28/1874
THE NEW YORK TRIBUNE'S “DISCLOSURES.”
Othello (Uncle Sam).
“Villain, be sure of it; give me the ocular proof;
Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul,
Thou hadst been better have been born a dog,
Than answer my wak'd wrath.”
Iago (“Professor” of Scandal).
“Is it come to this?”
Othello.
“Make me to see it; or (at the least) so prove it,
That the probation bear no hinge, nor loop,
To hang a doubt on: or, woe upon thy life!
If thou dost slander her, and torture me,
Never pray more: abandon all remorse;
On horror's head horrors accumulate:
Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd,
For nothing canst thou to damnation add,
Greater than that.“—Shakspeare.
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