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Iago.
Despise me
If I do not. Three Great‑ones of the Cittie,
(In personall suite to make me his Lieutenant)
Off‑capt to him: and by the faith of man
I know my price, I am worth no worsse a place.
But he (as louing his owne pride, and purposes)
Euades them, with a bumbast Circumstance,
Horribly stufft with Epithites of warre,
Non‑suites my Mediators. For certes, saies he,
I haue already chose my Officer. And what was he?
For‑sooth, a great Arithmatician,
One Michaell Cassio, a Florentine,
(A Fellow almost damn'd in a faire Wife)
That neuer set a Squadron in the Field,
Nor the deuision of a Battaile knows