Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iago. How now Rodorigo?
Iago. Enter Rodorigo.
Rodorigo. Rodorigo.
Rodorigo. I do follow heere in the Chace, not
Rodorigo. like a Hound that hunts, but one that filles vp the
Rodorigo. Crie. My Money is almost spent; I haue bin to night
Rodorigo. exceedingly well Cudgell'd: And I thinke the issue tt3 will The Tragedie of Othello
Rodorigo. will bee, I shall haue so much experience for my paines;
Rodorigo. And so, with no money at all, and a little more Wit, re
Rodorigo. turne againe to Venice.
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Rodorigo. The Tragedie of Othello
Iago. Iago.
Iago. How poore are they that haue not Patience?
Iago. What wound did euer heale but by degrees?
Iago. Thou know'st we worke by Wit, and not by Witchcraft
Iago. And Wit depends on dilatory time:
Iago. Dos't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee,
Iago. And thou by that small hurt hath casheer'd Cassio: