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THE

TRAG OE D Y

O F

OTHELLO,

THE

MOORE of VENICE.

As it hath beene diuerfe times acted at the Globe, and at the Black-Friers, by his Maiefties Seruants.

WRITTEN BY

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.

LONDON,

Printed by N. O. for Thomas Walkley, and are to be fold at his shop, at the Eagle and Child, in Brittans Burffe. 1622.

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This Copy has been collated with another printed, in 1630. I have likewife an Edition published by William Leake in 1655, but it seems to be no more than a republication of the foregoing one,

THE

STATIONER

TO THE

READER.

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O fet forth a booke without an Epiftle, were like to the old English prouerbe, A blew coat without a badge, and the author being dead, I thought good to take that piece of worke vpon mee: to commend it, I will not, for that which is good, I hope euery man will commend, without intreaty: and I am the bolder, because the authors name is fufficient to vent his worke. Thus leauing euery one to the liberty of judgement: I haue ventered to print this play, and leaue it to the generall cenfure.

Yours,

THOMAS WALKLEY.

THE

TRA G E D Y

O F

OTHELLO

THE

MOORE of VENICE.

Enter Iago and Roderigo.

Roderigo.

VSH, neuer tell me, I take it much vnkindly
That you Iago, who has had my purse,

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As if the strings were thine, fhould'st know of this.
Iag. S'blood, but you will not heare me,

If euer I did dreame of fuch a matter, abhorre me.

Rod. Thou toldft me, thou didst hold him in thy hate. lag. Defpife me if I doe not: three great ones of the citty

In perfonall fuite to make me his leiutenant,

Oft capt to him, and by the faith of man,

I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.
But he, as louing his owne pride and purposes,
Euades them, with a bumbast circumstance,
Horribly stuft with epithites of warre:

And in conclufion ‡,

*That thou who baft, + But you'le. tomitted.

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