Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Oth. Crying oh deere Cassio, as it were: his iesture im
Oth. ports it.
Cassio. Cassio.
Cassio. So hangs, and lolls, and weepes vpon me:
Cassio. So shakes, and pulls me. Ha, ha, ha.
Oth. Oth.
Oth. Now he tells how she pluckt him to my Cham
Oth. ber: oh, I see that nose of yours, but not that dogge, I
Oth. shall throw it to.
Cassio. Well, I must leaue her companie.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Before me: looke where she comes.
Iago. Enter Bianca.
Cas. Cas.
Cas. 'Tis such another Fitchew: marry a perfum'd one?
Cas. What do you meane by this haunting of me?
Bian. Bian.
Bian. Let the diuell, and his dam haunt you: what
Bian. did you meane by that same Handkerchiefe, you gaue