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OTHELLO

I greet thy love;
Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous,
And will upon the instant put thee to’t,

Within these three days, let me hear thee say
That Cassio’s not alive.

IAGO
My friend is dead: [480]
’Tis done as you request, but let her live.

OTHELLO
Damn her, lewd minx: O, damn her!
Come, go with me apart, I will withdraw

To furnish me with some swift means of death,
For the fair devil: now art thou my lieutenant. [485]

IAGO
I am your own for ever.
Exeunt.

Scene IV IT
The same.

Enter Desdemona, Emilia, and the Clown.

DESDEMONA
Do you know, sirrah, where the Lieutenant Cassio lies?

CLOWN
I dare not say he lies any where.

DESDEMONA
Why, man?

CLOWN