Speeches (Lines) for All in "The Tragedy of Othello; or, The Moor of Venice"

Cassio. Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the
lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. Let's
have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive
us our sins!--Gentlemen, let's look to our business.
Do not think, gentlemen. I am drunk: this is my
ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left:
I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and
speak well enough.

All. Excellent well.

Emilia. I will not charm my tongue; I am bound to speak:
My mistress here lies murder'd in her bed,--

All. O heavens forfend!