Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
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The Tragedy of Othello
¶Boding to all.) He had my handkercher.
2395Iag. I, what of that?
¶Who hauing by their owne importunate suite,
¶But they must blab.
2405No more then hee'l vnsweare.
¶Iag. Faith that he did --I know not what he did.
2410Oth. With her?
¶Iag. With her, on her, what you will.
¶hankerchers.
He fals downe.
¶Iag. Worke on my medicine, worke: thus credulous fooles are
¶meete reproach; What ho my Lord, my Lord I say, Othello, --how
¶now Cassio.
Enter Cassio._
¶Cas. What's the matter?
¶Cas. Rub him about the Temples.
2431.1Iag. No, forbeare,
¶If not he foames at mouth, and by and by
2435Doe you withdraw your selfe a little while,
¶He will recouer straight, when he is gone,
¶How is it Generall, haue you not hurt your head?
Iag.
