“I have not deserv'd this.
LODOVICO. My lord, this would not be believ'd in Venice, Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much. Make her amends. She weeps.
OTHELLO. O devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.
Out of my sight!
DESDEMONA. I will not stay to offend you.
LODOVICO. Truly, an obedient lady. I do beseech your lordship, call her back.”