Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Æmil. Æmil.
Æmil. Oh who hath done this deed?
Des. Des.
Des. No body: I my selfe, farewell:
Des. Commend me to my kinde Lord: oh farewell.
Oth. Oth.
Oth. Why, how should she be murdred?
Æmil. Alas: who knowes?
Oth. You heare her say her selfe, it was not I.
Æmil. She said so: I must needs report the truth.
Oth. She's like a Liar gone to burning hell,
Oth. 'Twas I that kill'd her.
Æmil. Oh the more Angell she, and you the black
Æmil. er Diuell.