'Even now, now, very now, an old black ram/ is tupping your white ewe...Or else the devil will make grandsire of you' - 1, 1
I hate the Moor,/ And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets/ has done my office' - 1, 3
'In double knavery- How, how? Let's see./ After some time, abuse Othello's ear/ that he is too familiar with his wife' 1, 3
'O, beware, my lord, of jealousy!/ It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock/ the meat it feeds on' - 3, 3
'The Moor already changes with my poision' - 3, 3
'One may smell in such a will most rank,/ foul disproportion thoughts unnatural' - 3, 3
'she did deceive her father, marrying you,' .... 'and so she did' - 3, 3
'look to your wife; observe her well with Cassio' - 3, 3
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