Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Othe. Goates, and Monkeys.
Othe. Exit.
Lod. Lod.
Lod. Is this the Noble Moore, whom our full Senate
Lod. Call all in all sufficient? Is this the Nature
Lod. Whom Passion could not shake? Whose solid virtue
Lod. The shot of Accident, nor dart of Chance
Lod. Could neither graze, nor pierce?
Iago. Iago.
Iago. He is much chang'd.
Lod. Are his wits safe? Is he not light of Braine?
Iago. He's that he is: I may not breath my censure.
Iago. What he might be: if what he might, he is not,
Iago. I would to heauen he were.
Lod. What? Strike his wife?
Iago. 'Faith that was not so well: yet would I knew