Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iago. That lou'st to make thine Honesty, a Vice!
Iago. Oh monstrous world! Take note, take note (O World)
Iago. To be direct and honest, is not safe.
Iago. I thanke you for this profit, and from hence
Iago. Ile loue no Friend, sith Loue breeds such offence.
Oth. Oth.
Oth. Nay stay: thou should'st be honest.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. I should be wise; for Honestie's a Foole,
Iago. And looses that it workes for.
Oth. By the World,
Oth. I thinke my Wife be honest, and thinke she is not:
Oth. I thinke that thou art iust, and thinke thou art not:
Oth. Ile haue some proofe. My name that was as fresh
Oth. As Dians Visage, is now begrim'd and blacke
Oth. As mine owne face. If there be Cords, or Kniues,
Oth. Poyson, or Fire, or suffocating streames,
Oth. Ile not indure it. Would I were satisfied.