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Iago is left alone . IAGO : That Cassio loves her , I do well believe it ; That she loves him , ' tis apt , and of great credit ; The Moor - howbeit that I endure him notIs of a constant , loving , noble nature ; And , I dare think ...
Iago is left alone . IAGO : That Cassio loves her , I do well believe it ; That she loves him , ' tis apt , and of great credit ; The Moor - howbeit that I endure him notIs of a constant , loving , noble nature ; And , I dare think ...
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IAGO : Why , how now , general ? no more of that . OTHELLO : Avaunt ! be gone ! thou hast set me on the rack . - I swear , ' tis better to be much abused Than but to know't a little . ... IAGO : I am sorry to hear this .
IAGO : Why , how now , general ? no more of that . OTHELLO : Avaunt ! be gone ! thou hast set me on the rack . - I swear , ' tis better to be much abused Than but to know't a little . ... IAGO : I am sorry to hear this .
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IAGO : Patience , I say ; your mind perhaps may change . OTHELLO : Never , Iago . Like to the Pontic sea , Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb , but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so ...
IAGO : Patience , I say ; your mind perhaps may change . OTHELLO : Never , Iago . Like to the Pontic sea , Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb , but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so ...
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