Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Othe. Exit Othello and Desdemona.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. Do thou meet me presently at the Harbour.
Iago. Come thither, if thou be'st Valiant, (as they say base men
Iago. being in Loue, haue then a Nobilitie in their Natures,
Iago. more then is natiue to them) list‑me; the Lieutenant to
Iago. night watches on the Court of Guard. First, I must tell
Iago. thee this: Desdemona, is directly in loue with him.
Rod. Rod.
Rod. With him? Why, 'tis not possible.
Iago. Lay thy finger thus: and let thy soule be in
Iago. structed. Marke me with what violence she first lou'd
Iago. the Moore, but for bragging, and telling her fantasticall
Iago. lies. To loue him still for prating, let not thy discreet
Iago. heart thinke it. Her eye must be fed. And what delight
Iago. shall she haue to looke on the diuell? When the Blood
Iago. is made dull with the Act of Sport, there should be a
Iago. game to enflame it, and to giue Satiety a fresh appetite.
Iago. Louelinesse in fauour, simpathy in yeares, Manners,