Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Othel. My Parts, my Title, and my perfect Soule
Othel. Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
Iago. Iago.
Iago. By Ianus, I thinke no.
Othel. Othel.
Othel. The Seruants of the Dukes?
Othel. And my Lieutenant?
Othel. The goodnesse of the Night vpon you (Friends)
Othel. What is the Newes?
Cassio. Cassio.
Cassio. The Duke do's greet you (Generall)
Cassio. And he requires your haste, Post‑haste appearance,
Cassio. Euen on the instant.
Othello. Othello.
Othello. What is the matter, thinke you?
Cassio. Something from Cyprus, as I may diuine:
Cassio. It is a businesse of some heate. The Gallies
Cassio. Haue sent a dozen sequent Messengers
Cassio. This very night, at one anothers heeles: