Desdemona
Upon my knees, what doth your speech import?
I understand a fury in your words.
But not the words.
Othello
Why, what art thou?
Desdemona
Your wife, my lord; your true
And loyal wife.
Othello
Lest, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves
Should fear to seize thee: therefore be double damn’d:
Swear thou art honest.