honest
iago
make the moor..
thank me, love me, reward me
scan this..
no further
posion his delight..
plague him with flies
your daughter..
hath made a gross revoult, tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortune
i have done the state..
some service
rep - what commited?
my lord..
you know i love you
old balck ram tupping..
your white ewe
i have professed
a friend
my medicine work..
thus credulous fools are caught
she has decieved..
her fathers
strangle her
even in the bed she hath contaminated