Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Monta. To th'Platforme (Masters) come, let's set the
Monta. Watch.
Iago. Iago.
Iago. You see this Fellow, that is gone before,
Iago. He's a Souldier, fit to stand by Cæsar,
Iago. And giue direction. And do but see his vice,
Iago. 'Tis to his vertue, a iust Equinox,
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Iago. The
Iago. The Tragedie of Othello
Iago. The one as long as th'other. 'Tis pittie of him:
Iago. I feare the trust Othello puts him in,
Iago. On some odde time of his infirmitie
Iago. Will shake this Island.
Mont. Mont.
Mont. But is he often thus?
Iago. 'Tis euermore his prologue to his sleepe,
Iago. He'le watch the Horologe a double Set,
Iago. If Drinke rocke not his Cradle.