Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cassio. To Fortunes Almes.
Des. Des.
Des. Alas (thrice‑gentle Cassio)
Des. My Aduocation is not now in Tune;
Des. My Lord, is not my Lord; nor should I know him,
Des. Were he in Fauour, as in Humour alter'd.
Des. So helpe me euery spirit sanctified,
Des. As I haue spoken for you all my best,
Des. And stood within the blanke of his displeasure
Des. For my free speech. You must awhile be patient:
Des. What I can do, I will: and more I will
Des. Then for my selfe, I dare. Let that suffice you.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Is my Lord angry?
Æmil. Æmil.
Æmil. He went hence but now:
Æmil. And certainly in strange vnquietnesse.
Iago. Can he be angry? I haue seen the Cannon
Iago. When it hath blowne his Rankes into the Ayre,