Emilia
If he say so, may his pernicious soul
Rot half a grain a day! he lies to the heart:
She was too fond of her most filthy bargain.
Othello
Ha!
Emilia
Do thy worst:
This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven
Than thou wast worthy her.
Othello
Peace, you were best.
Emilia
Thou hast not half that power to do me harm
As I have to be hurt. O gull! O dolt!
As ignorant as dirt! thou hast done a deed—