Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iago. it a more delicate way then drowning. Make all the Mo
Iago. ney thou canst: If Sanctimonie, and a fraile vow, be
Iago. twixt an erring Barbarian, and super‑subtle Venetian be
Iago. not too hard for my wits, and all the Tribe of hell, thou
Iago. shalt enioy her: therefore make Money: a pox of drow
Iago. ning thy selfe, it is cleane out of the way. Seeke thou ra
Iago. ther to be hang'd in Compassing thy ioy, then to be
Iago. drown'd, and go without her.
Rodo. Rodo.
Rodo. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on
Rodo. the issue?
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Thou art sure of me: Go make Money: I haue
Iago. told thee often, and I re‑tell thee againe, and againe, I
Iago. hate the Moore. My cause is hearted; thine hath no lesse
Iago. reason. Let vs be coniunctiue in our reuenge, against
Iago. him. If thou canst Cuckold him, thou dost thy selfe a
Iago. pleasure, me a sport. There are many Euents in the
Iago. Wombe of Time, which wilbe deliuered. Trauerse, go,
Iago. prouide thy Money. We will haue more of this to mor