O beware my lord,of jealousy! It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on.
I pray you, in your letters; when you shall these unlucky deeds relate, speak of them as they are. Nothing extenuate, nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak of one that lov'd not wisely but too well.
Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to see. She has deceiv'd her father; may do thee!