1 The purest of their wives Is foul as slander.
2 An index and obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts.
3 There's none so foul and foolish thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do.
4 No, as I am a Christian: If to preserve this vessel for my lord From any other foul unlawful touch Be not to be a strumpet, I am none.
5 If you do find me foul in her report, The trust, the office I do hold of you, Not only take away, but let your sentence Even fall upon my life.
6 Give me to know How this foul rout began, who set it on, And he that is approv'd in this offence, Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth, Shall lose me.
7 Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense, That thou hast practis'd on her with foul charms, Abus'd her delicate youth with drugs or minerals That weakens motion.'
8 But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted With foul and violent tempest.
9 Whoe'er he be, that in this foul proceeding, Hath thus beguil'd your daughter of herself, And you of her, the bloody book of law You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, After your own sense, yea, though our proper son Stood in your action.