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Three great ones of the city / In personal suit...

I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.

a bombast circumstance
Horribly stuffed with epithets of war

a great arithmetician...

A fellow almost damned in a fair wife
That never set a squadron in the field...


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What tell'st me of robbing? This is Venice:
My house is not a grange.

You'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse...

Your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.

To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor...

Tying her duty, beauty, wit and…

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thou hast enchanted her

in chains of magic

a maid so tender, fair and happy

So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation

the sooty bosom/ of such a thing as thou? To fear, not to delight...

thou hast practised on her with foul…

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Do grow beneath their shoulders

With hasty dispatch
She'd come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse

She gave me for my pains a world of sighs
She swore 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful

Upon this hint I spake.

She loved me…

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We have reason to cool our raging motions.

It is merely a lust of the blood.

Put money in thy purse.

These Moors are changeable in their wills

She must change for youth

A frail vow betwixt an erring Barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian

I hate the Moor

There are…

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I am not merry but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.

To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.

You may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar.

He takes her by the palm ay, well said, whisper. With as little a web as…

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I fear Cassio with my nightcap too

Practising on his peace and quiet / Even to madness.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking

The lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient.

Is he often thus?
'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep.

Away I say, go…

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They do suggest at first with heavenly shows
As I do now.

I'll pour the pestilence into his ear

So will I turn her virtue into pitch
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.

I have been tonight exceedingly well cudgelled.
Thou know'st…

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For she had eyes and chose me.

I'll see before I doubt, when I doubt, prove

I speak not yet of proof:
Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio
In Venice they do let Gd see the pranks
They dare not show their husbands

She did deceive her…

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Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ

The Moor already changes with my poison

Not poppy nor mandragora
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday.

Avaunt, be gone, thou hast set me on…


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