Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Des. To bring him in? Trust me, I could do much.
Oth. Oth.
Oth. Prythee no more: Let him come when he will:
Oth. I will deny thee nothing.
Des. Des.
Des. Why, this is not a Boone:
Des. 'Tis as I should entreate you weare your Gloues,
Des. Or feede on nourishing dishes, or keepe you warme,
Des. Or sue to you, to do a peculiar profit
Des. To your owne person. Nay, when I haue a suite
Des. Wherein I meane to touch your Loue indeed,
Des. It shall be full of poize, and difficult waight,
Des. And fearefull to be granted.
Oth. Whereon, I do beseech thee, grant me this,
Oth. To leaue me but a little to my selfe.
Des. Shall I deny you? No: farewell my Lord.