Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Oth. To furnish me with some swift meanes of death
Oth. For the faire Diuell.
Oth. Now art thou my Lieutenant.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. I am your owne for euer.
Iago. Exeunt.
Iago. Scena
Iago. the Moore of Venice
Iago. Scæna Quarta.
Iago. [Act 3, Scene 4]
Iago. Enter Desdemona, Æmilia, and Clown.
Des. Des.
Des. Do you know Sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio
Des. lyes?
Clow. Clow.
Clow. I dare not say he lies any where.
Des. Why man?
Clo. Clo.
Clo. He's a Soldier, and for me to say a Souldier lyes,