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Section 266
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1Iago.
2Lay thy finger thus: and let thy soule be in
3structed. Marke me with what violence she first lou'd
4the Moore, but for bragging, and telling her fantasticall
5lies. To loue him still for prating, let not thy discreet
6heart thinke it. Her eye must be fed. And what delight
7shall she haue to looke on the diuell? When the Blood
8is made dull with the Act of Sport, there should be a