Reading The Tragedie of Othello — William Shakespeare

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Iago.

That Cassio loues her, I do well beleeu't:

That she loues him, 'tis apt, and of great Credite.

The Moore (howbeit that I endure him not)

Is of a constant, louing, Noble Nature,

And I dare thinke, he'le proue to Desdemona

A most deere husband. Now I do loue her too,

Not out of absolute Lust, (though peraduenture

I stand accomptant for as great a sin)

But partely led to dyet my Reuenge,

For that I do suspect the lustie Moore

Hath leap'd into my Seate. The thought whereof,

Doth (like a poysonous Minerall) gnaw my Inwardes:

And nothing can, or shall content my Soule

Till I am eeuen'd with him, wife, for wift.

Or fayling so, yet that I put the Moore,

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