Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Æmil. Oh Mistris,
Æmil. Villany hath made mockes with loue:
Æmil. My Husband say she was false?
Oth. Oth.
Oth. He, Woman;
Oth. I say thy Husband: Do'st vnderstand the word?
Oth. My Friend, thy Husband; honest, honest Iago.
Æmil. Æmil.
Æmil. If he say so, may his pernicious Soule
Æmil. Rot halfe a graine a day: he lyes to'th'heart,
Æmil. She was too fond of her most filthy Bargaine.
Oth. Hah?
Æmil. Do thy worst:
Æmil. This deede of thine is no more worthy Heauen,
Æmil. Then thou was't worthy her.
Oth. Peace, you were best.