Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Othe. sing the Sauagenesse out of a Beare: of so high and plen
Othe. teous wit, and inuention?
Iago. Iago.
Iago. She's the worse for all this.
Othe. Othe.
Othe. Oh, a thousand, a thousand times:
Othe. And then of so gentle a condition?
Iago. I too gentle.
Othe. Nay that's certaine:
Othe. But yet the pitty of it, Iago: oh Iago, the pitty of it
Othe. Iago.
Iago. If you are so fond ouer her iniquitie: giue her
Iago. pattent to offend, for if it touch not you, it comes neere
Iago. no body.
Oth. Oth.
Oth. I will chop her into Messes: Cuckold me?