Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iago. And I (blesse the marke) his Mooreships Auntient.
Rod. Rod.
Rod. By heauen, I rather would haue bin his hangman.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Why, there's no remedie.
Iago. 'Tis the cursse of Seruice;
Iago. Preferment goes by Letter, and affection,
Iago. And not by old gradation, where each second
Iago. Stood Heire to'th'first. Now Sir, be iudge your selfe,
Iago. Whether I in any iust terme am Affin'd
Iago. To loue the Moore?
Rod. I would not follow him then.
Iago. O Sir content you.
Iago. I follow him, to serue my turne vpon him.
Iago. We cannot all be Masters, nor all Masters
Iago. Cannot be truely follow'd. You shall marke
Iago. Many a dutious and knee‑crooking knaue;
Iago. That (doting on his owne obsequious bondage)