Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Oth. Oth.
Oth. No, not to night.
Des. Des.
Des. To morrow Dinner then?
Oth. I shall not dine at home:
Oth. I meete the Captaines at the Cittadell.
Des. Why then to morrow night, on Tuesday morne,
Des. On Tuesday noone, or night; on Wensday Morne.
Des. I prythee name the time, but let it not
Des. Exceed three dayes. Infaith hee's penitent:
Des. And yet his Trespasse, in our common reason
Des. (Saue that they say the warres must make example)
Des. Out of her best, is not almost a fault
Des. T'encurre a priuate checke. When shall he come?
Des. Tell me Othello. I wonder in my Soule
Des. What you would aske me, that I should deny,
Des. Or stand so mam'ring on? What? Michael Cassio,
Des. That came a woing with you? and so many a time