Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gent. Our Friends, at least.
Cassio. Cassio.
Cassio. I pray you Sir, go forth,
Cassio. And giue vs truth who 'tis that is arriu'd.
Gent. Gent.
Gent. I shall.
Gent. Exit.
Mon. Mon.
Mon. But good Lieutenant, is your Generall wiu'd?
Cassio. Most fortunately: he hath atchieu'd a Maid
Cassio. That paragons description, and wilde Fame:
Cassio. One that excels the quirkes of Blazoning pens,
Cassio. And in th'essentiall Vesture of Creation,
Cassio. Do's tyre the Ingeniuer.
Cassio. Enter Gentleman.
Cassio. How now? Who ha's put in?
Gent. 'Tis one Iago, Auncient to the Generall.