iago

• Iago, who hast had my purse as if the strings were thine (Roderigo 1,1)

  We cannot all be masters, nor all masters cannot truly be followed (1,1)

  With as little web as this I will ensnare a fly as great as Cassio (2,1)

  O you are well-tuned now: but I’ll set down the pegs that make this music, as honest as I am (2,1)

  My Lord, you know I love you (3,3)

  Thou weighst thou words before thou givst them breath, therefore these stops of thine fright me the more (Othello, 3,3)