Good my lord, If I have any grace or power to move you, His present reconciliation take; For if he be not one that truly loves you, That errs in ignorance and not in cunning, I have no judgement in an honest face: I pr’y thee, call him back.
For this slave,— If there be any cunning cruelty That can torment him much and hold him long, It shall be his.
Put out the light, and then put out the light: If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me:—but once put out thy light, Thou cunning’st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
It is judgement maim’d and most imperfect That will confess perfection so could err Against all rules of nature; and must be driven To find out practices of cunning hell, Why this should be.
I cry you mercy then: I took you for that cunning whore of Venice That married with Othello.
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She came up with a cunning scheme to cheat him.
The worst mix — greedy, cunning, and without morals.