1 Sblood, but you will not hear me.
2 Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes.
3 But if you know not this, my manners tell me, We have your wrong rebuke.
4 Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not serve God if the devil bid you.
5 Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, But seeming so for my peculiar end.
6 Do not believe That from the sense of all civility, I thus would play and trifle with your reverence.
7 For, sir, It is as sure as you are Roderigo, Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago: In following him, I follow but myself.
8 Nay, it is possible enough to judgement: I do not so secure me in the error, But the main article I do approve In fearful sense.
9 Farewell; for I must leave you: It seems not meet nor wholesome to my place To be produc'd, as if I stay I shall, Against the Moor.
10 Tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second Stood heir to the first.
11 You have been hotly call'd for, When, being not at your lodging to be found, The senate hath sent about three several quests To search you out.
12 For know, Iago, But that I love the gentle Desdemona, I would not my unhoused free condition Put into circumscription and confine For the sea's worth.
13 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.'
14 If we make thought of this, We must not think the Turk is so unskilful To leave that latest which concerns him first, Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain, To wake and wage a danger profitless.
15 For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In complement extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.'
16 I have charg'd thee not to haunt about my doors; In honest plainness thou hast heard me say My daughter is not for thee; and now in madness, Being full of supper and distempering draughts, Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come To start my quiet.
17 When we consider The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk; And let ourselves again but understand That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, So may he with more facile question bear it, For that it stands not in such warlike brace, But altogether lacks the abilities That Rhodes is dress'd in.
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