Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iago. Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come;
Iago. Lend me a Light: know we this face, or no?
Iago. Alas my Friend, and my deere Countryman
Iago. Rodorigo? No: Yes sure: Yes, 'tis Rodorigo.
Gra. Gra.
Gra. What, of Venice?
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Euen he Sir: Did you know him?
Gra. Know him? I.
Iago. Signior Gratiano? I cry your gentle pardon:
Iago. These bloody accidents must excuse my Manners,
Iago. That so neglected you.
Gra. I am glad to see you.
Iago. How do you Cassio? Oh, a Chaire, a Chaire.
Gra. Rodorigo?