"Ay, let her rot, snd perish, and be damned/ tonight; for she shall not live. No, my heart is turned/ to stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. O, the/ world hath not a sweeter creature! She might like by/ an emperor's side and command him tasks." (Othello, 4.1.183-187)
Here, I think, is the turning point for Othello. This is pretty much one of the final parts where he's debating to love or hate Desdemona. The first sentence says he knows she'll die, by the second part is like he's sad because of it. It feels likes he's viewing the situation and feeling his emotions from a third party perspective. He isn't feeling the anger and jealousy that is no doubt coursing through him, but he's sad that's it come to that. I can't explain it very well, but sort of like an out of body experience: He's viewing it all happening with a sane mind and commenting on it. And I think the last sentence means she is good enough for an emperor, if you go along with the whole "Captain's captain/General's General" theme. Othello is thinking, "She could have anyone she wants, there's no one sweeter, and here I am hating her." It's like an intelligent and sane interpretation of his heinous actions done by himself.
Sup-(Verb)[used without object] 1. to eat the evening meal; have supper. [used with object] 2. to provide with or entertain at supper (4.1.165)
Belie-(Verb[used with object]) 1. to show to be false; contradict 2. to misrepresent 3. to act unworthily according to the standards of (a tradition, one's ancestry, one's faith, etc.) 4.[Archaic] to lie about; slander (4.1.37)
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