00:02:54 Do themselves homage: These fellows have some soul;
00:02:58 And such a one do I profess myself.
00:03:00 For, sir, It is as sure as you are Roderigo,
00:03:03 Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago:
00:03:07 In following him, I follow but myself;
00:03:10 Heaven is my judge, not for love or duty,
00:03:13 But seeming so, for my peculiar end:
00:03:16 For when my outward action doth demonstrate
00:03:19 The native act and figure of my heart
00:03:21 In compliment extern, ’tis not long after
00:03:23 I shall wear my heart upon my sleeve
00:03:26 For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.
00:03:31 What a full fortune does the thicklips owe
00:03:33 If he can carry’t thus!
00:03:40 Call up her father,