If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me. If I would time expend with such a snipe. If she be false, O, then heaven mocks itself! Before the castle. Scene 1. Why, then, to-morrow night; or Tuesday morn; On Tuesday noon, or night; on Wednesday morn: Exceed three days: in faith, he's penitent; And yet his trespass, in our common reason--, Save that, they say, the wars must make examples. Are his wits safe? As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, Even till we make the main and the aerial blue. But to be free and bounteous to her mind: And heaven defend your good souls, that you think, I will your serious and great business scant, For she is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys, Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness. A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. So they do nothing, ’tis a venial slip: That we can call these delicate creatures ours. marry a perfumed one. that shake me thus. That he hath left part of his grief with me. Why, he drinks you, with facility, your Dane dead, drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain; he, gives your Hollander a vomit, ere the next pottle. deserving: you have lost no reputation at all. murder! And is in full commission here for Cyprus. Shall she come in? I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known. Are they married, think you? Or to be naked with her friend in bed Deputing Cassio in his government. you have done well. There's a poor piece, of gold for thee: if the gentlewoman that attends, the general's wife be stirring, tell her there's. That cannot say as much. Cassio hath beaten thee. I would to heaven he were! Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, To try me with affliction; had they rain'd. Boding to all–he had my handkerchief. Please see the bottom of each scene for full explanatory notes. Now he importunes him I have professed me thy, friend and I confess me knit to thy deserving with, cables of perdurable toughness; I could never, better stead thee than now. That my disports corrupt and taint my business. I should but teach him how to tell my story. When they change us for others? To tell it o'er: go to; well said, well said. Well praised! be gone! Here's Cassio hurt by villains. charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome. ‘Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her. When shall he come? O curse of marriage. Help, ho!--Lieutenant,--sir,--Montano,--sir; Help, masters!--Here's a goodly watch indeed! Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Making it light to Cassio. Of a night-brawler? my lord, my lord! Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona; That which so often you did bid me steal. moved my lord on his behalf, and hope all will be well. And what’s the news, good cousin Lodovico? Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse, Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor, Is true of mind and made of no such baseness, Who, he? Othello in modern English: Act 4, Scene 1: Iago had to work fast. I therefore vouch again. What you would ask me, that I should deny. didst. Now, my sick fool Roderigo. For, as I think, they do command him home. Scene 3. For the fair devil. Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire! To be call'd whore? One more, and this the last: So sweet was ne'er so fatal. fond; but it is not in my virtue to amend it. When, being not at your lodging to be found, The senate hath sent about three several guests. Act 2. Very well! That, with this little arm and this good sword, I have made my way through more impediments. See suitors following and not look behind, She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--. respect and acquaintance, but I find none. Kill men i' the dark!--Where be these bloody thieves?--, How silent is this town!--Ho! An inviting eye; and yet methinks right modest. O treason of the blood! Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons. Key scenes: Act 1, Scene 1 & Act 2, Scene 3 Shakespeare’s Language SUMMARY VS. That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I'll away: No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a, more delicate way than drowning. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night; Proceed you in your tears. Race in Othello Student worksheets Page 2 of 4 2 Task 2 – A secret marriage Act 1, Scene 1. Some good man bear him carefully from hence; Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? I prithee, good Iago. O, a thousand thousand times: and then, of so Act 4, scene 2 Othello questions Emilia about Cassio and Desdemona’s relationship, acting as if Emilia is the mistress of a brothel and Desdemona… Act 4, scene 3 It is the cause. Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n, Which, as I think, you know not. Prithee, tonight. Saints m your injuries, devils being offended. for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to To be now a, sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a, beast! I cry you gentle pardon; These bloody accidents must excuse my manners. If not, he foams at mouth and by and by Can she give that away too? Sweet Desdemona! Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? Demand me nothing: what you know, you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. Cyprus. Be not afraid, though you do see me weapon'd; Here is my journey's end, here is my butt. As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this. ay, indeed: discern'st thou aught in that? he lies to the heart: She was too fond of her most filthy bargain. No, sure, I cannot think it. To leave that latest which concerns him first. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts. They that mean virtuously, and yet do so. The audience can interpret this fainting as symbolic of Othello’s fall from greatness. Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. Alas, poor rogue! what's the matter, husband? Her eye must be fed; and what delight shall she have to look on the, devil? A man that languishes in your displeasure. Is it sport? Read Act 4, Scene 1 of Shakespeare's Othello, side-by-side with a translation into Modern English. It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree. 1. Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frize; It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours. It yet hath felt no age nor known no sorrow. I speak not yet of proof. Metaphor: Othello further compares Desdemona’s reputation to the blackness of his skin. May she give that? But, I beseech you. 'Tis not to make me jealous. How quickly should you speed! So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales. The scene opens with Cassio paying a group of musicians to play music for Othello. I confess it is my shame to be so. That I may save my speech: do but go after. For I will make him tell the tale anew, Thou said’st, it comes o’er my memory, Let heaven requite it with the serpent's curse! All Acts are listed on the Othello text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page. who keeps her company? Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon. Roderigo. What tell'st thou me of robbing? Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! To beggarly divorcement--love him dearly. Burn like the mines of Sulphur. she gave it him, and he. It speaks against her with the other proofs. stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but, since it is as it is, mend it for your own good. Cassio, may you suspect. Othello and Desdemona are involved in a personal matter to the exclusion of others, and Othello is fraught by a matter of internal conflict that excludes his wife. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~, It is believed that Shakespeare wrote 38 plays in total between 1590 and 1612. O thou invisible. Get you away; What from the cape can you discern at sea? And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up. I will but spend a word here in the house. Great Jove, Othello guard. Pish! And will return to Venice. Let's to the seaside, ho! A liberal hand: the hearts of old gave hands; But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts. I will play the swan. work?–A likely piece of work, that you should find what? Not to pick bad from bad, but by bad mend! I was a fine fool to take it. I am very glad to see you, signior The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me. the bed she hath contaminated. Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand. There comes a fellow crying out for help: And Cassio following him with determined sword. hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it. Disprove this villain, if thou be'st a man: He says thou told'st him that his wife was false: I know thou didst not, thou'rt not such a villain: I told him what I thought, and told no more. And fiends will snatch at it. O she deceives me. Puff'd his own brother:--and can he be angry? Ha, ha, ha! Put out the light, and then put out the light: Should I repent me: but once put out thy light. Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er. A passion most unsuiting such a man– It is not words it in your chamber, and not know who left it there! That death's unnatural that kills for loving. Every day thou daffest me with some device, Iago; and rather, as it seems to me now, keepest from me, all conveniency than suppliest me with the least, advantage of hope. When I have pluck'd the rose. Whereof by parcels she had something heard, When I did speak of some distressful stroke. Too hideous to be shown. Good sir, be a man; Here, at thy hand: be bold, and take thy stand. That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs: In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona. OTHELLO She is protectress of her honor too. Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own; For if such actions may have passage free. Cassio, I love thee. Othello. Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight. And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come. what? That men must lay their murders on your neck. murder! You are in the right. I cannot speak of this. The rites for which I love him are bereft me. O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I shall. The duke and senators of Venice greet you. If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit. If that the earth could teem with woman’s tears, We say lie on her, when. and long live you to think so! thou hast done a deed--. That may offend the isle.--But here they come: My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. how then? 'tis not so now. An unkind breach: but you shall make all well. And give direction: and do but see his vice; The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him. Who would be a father! Why should he call her whore? To the last article: my lord shall never rest; I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio; Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what. Cassio did top her; ask thy husband else. We have done our course; there's money for your pains: I pray you, turn the key and keep our counsel. IAGO Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon: And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. 'Tis such another fitchew! It is now high suppertime, and the night grows. you had it, I’ll take out no work on’t. what, ho! That quicken even with blowing. I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. That done, I will be walking on the works; This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't? What may you be? To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on! With franker spirit: therefore, as I am bound. What physical reactions does Othello have to the news about Desdemona and Cassio? Her will, recoiling to her better judgment, May fall to match you with her country forms. When devils will the blackest sins put on. To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances. My lord, I say! What did you. Yet again your fingers. Found in his pocket too; and this, it seems. Good madam, do: I warrant it grieves my husband. Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now. In personal suit to make me his lieutenant. Watch you to-night; for the command, I'll lay't upon you. whose solid virtue. Utter my thoughts? ‘Faith, I must; she’ll rail in the street else. thieves! Beginning in Act 1, Scene 1, Iago introduces the animalistic imagery. Swell, bosom, with thy fraught. [Returning] My lord, I would I might entreat. The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife. Now, sir, this granted,--as it is a most, pregnant and unforced position--who stands so, eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio, conscionable than in putting on the mere form of, civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing. For the sea's worth. He hath, and is again to cope your wife: And sing it like poor Barbara. were't good?--. I have no wife. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you. Now, by yond marble heaven. next scene [Enter OTHELLO and IAGO] Iago. Unkindness may do much; But never taint my love. Either in discourse of thought or actual deed. of his salt and most hidden loose affection? Why, say they are vile and false; As where's that palace whereinto foul things. When this advice is free I give and honest, To win the Moor again? passion without some instruction. Stay you, good gentlemen. OTHELLO An unauthorized kiss. And say if I shall see you soon at night. Or voluntary dotage of some mistress, Though in the trade of war I have slain men, ... previous scene Act IV, Scene 1. 'Tis Lodovico. Breaks out to savage madness. Get you to bed on the instant; I will be returned. Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat, When I shall turn the business of my soul, Matching thy inference. And he grows angry. More tedious than the dial eight score times? So may he with more facile question bear it. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest. Cassio, walk hereabout: If I do find him fit, I'll move your suit. Act 1, Scene 1. Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may change. An you'll come to supper to-night, you may; an you. For, sir. There's none so foul and foolish thereunto. Why, by making him uncapable of Othello's place; Ay, if you dare do yourself a profit and a right. Cassio came hither: I shifted him away, Hold, ho! [Within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear: Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer. O, I am spoil'd, undone by villains! Well, happiness to their sheets! give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour, sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which, the Moor is defective in: now, for want of these, required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will. Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice? Let me speak like yourself, and lay a sentence, Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers, When remedies are past, the griefs are ended. of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and. She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell: She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore. Would ever have, to incur a general mock. and lovers' absent hours. One more, one more. But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks. He hath, my lord; but be you well assured, Come on assay. O God, that men, should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away, their brains! hath given it his whore. That have the office opposite to Saint Peter. As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise. And, till she come, as truly as to heaven, So justly to your grave ears I'll present. when we shall meet at compt. Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen;--. general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived. Hold! And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit. and speak parrot? If she in chains of magic were not bound. There is no other way; 'tis she must do't: And, lo, the happiness! Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being, May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune. never tell me; I take it much unkindly. This was her first remembrance from the Moor: Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the token. That stroke would prove the worst! Where is that viper? Ay, so I thought. Those legs that brought me to a part of it! Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell, As when, by night and negligence, the fire. A thousand times committed; Cassio confess'd it: With that recognizance and pledge of love. And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do't. to your lips? Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. OTHELLO Naked in bed, Iago, and not mean harm! And she’s obedient, as you say, obedient, Of love, of worldly matters and direction. To this extremity. Though I should swear I saw't: 'tis very much: If that the earth could teem with woman's tears. Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; And bring him jump when he may Cassio find. This honest creature doubtless. Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: But there, where I have garner'd up my heart. Do you intend it? A sequester from liberty, fasting and prayer. What, keep a week away? What, ho! There's one gone to the harbour? Those are the raised father and his friends: The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant. Concerning this, sir,–O well-painted passion!– And when I told thee he was of my counsel, In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'. a fair woman! O, I have lost, my reputation! And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms. I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me; The thoughts of people: she told her, while, 'Twould make her amiable and subdue my father, Should hold her loathed and his spirits should hunt. Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown. why, then Othello and Desdemona, O, no; he goes into Mauritania and takes away with, him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be, lingered here by some accident: wherein none can be. No, 'faith; she let it drop by negligence. O ill-starr'd wench! Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the, clock. When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak. a customer! But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly; It strikes where it doth love. Why, your lieutenant, Cassio. It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock, The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss. OTHELLO Think so, Iago! then shall I bleed to death. What, ho! swagger? Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day. If partially affined, or leagued in office. Sequencing / Timeline activity. murder! That came a-wooing with you, and so many a time, Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do, To bring him in! Each syllable that breath made up between them. Past thought! If more thou dost perceive, let me know more; Set on thy wife to observe: leave me, Iago: Why did I marry? They belch us. There's many a beast then in a populous city, Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked, May draw with you: there's millions now alive. I took by the throat the circumcised dog. I did so: and take heed on't; Make it a darling like your precious eye; To lose't or give't away were such perdition. Is this the nature, Whom passion could not shake? Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne. At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night, Transported, with no worse nor better guard. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant. And, though he in a fertile climate dwell. what should such a fool. Indeed! Iago calls Cassio in, while Othello hides; Iago speaks to Cassio of Bianca, but Othello, in his disturbed state, believes that Ca… my wife! Why, but you are now well enough: how came you thus, It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place, to the devil wrath; one unperfectness shows me. O heaven! And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor. Iago beckons me; now he begins the story. unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago. I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house. Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth. Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars. murder! By me that's said or done amiss this night; And passion, having my best judgment collied. If you say so, I hope you will not kill me. Why, now I see there's mettle in thee, and even from, this instant to build on thee a better opinion than, ever before. spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, What was he that you followed with your sword? Call all in all sufficient? O monstrous world! My general will forget my love and service. ancient; this is my right hand, and this is my left: I am not drunk now; I can stand well enough, and. Some horrible conceit: if thou dost love me. How is it, general? Let's see:--. Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe. Trifles light as air. Reputation, reputation, reputation! Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted. iv OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE Engraving of William Shakespeare from the First Folio. Do not doubt, Cassio. Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense. These may be counterfeits: let's think't unsafe. But he, sir, had th' election And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof At Rhodes, at Cyprus, and on other grounds Christian and heathen, must be belee’d and calmed By debitor and creditor. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,--, Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--. Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile. from whence ariseth this? Pish! unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago. the general speaks to you; hold, hold, for shame! For my free speech! Three great ones of the city. Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid. He might have chid me so; for, in good faith. The law, with all his might to enforce it on, My services which I have done the signiory, Shall out-tongue his complaints. give me answer to it. Quite in the wrong. And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio: Though other things grow fair against the sun. a fig! I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with I would not have thee linger in thy pain: So, so. thou the next night following enjoy not Desdemona, take me from this world with treachery and devise. Something of moment then: I will go meet him: There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons: 'Tis but a man gone. What, man! every man put himself into triumph; some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and, revels his addiction leads him: for, besides these, beneficial news, it is the celebration of his, nuptial. Photo by Melissa Baker. When it hath blown his ranks into the air. Please see the bottom of this page for helpful Othello resources. That she was false: O, she was heavenly true! Roderigo! Or stand so mammering on. I should venture purgatory for't. Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches, Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches, Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons, Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers, Exeunt DUKE OF VENICE, Senators, Officers, & c, Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attendants, Exeunt OTHELLO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants, Re-enter CASSIO; with him MONTANO and Gentlemen; servants following with wine, He puts the handkerchief from him; and it drops, Enter LODOVICO, DESDEMONA, and Attendants, IAGO from behind wounds CASSIO in the leg, and exit, Enter MONTANO, GRATIANO, IAGO, and others, He runs at IAGO IAGO, from behind, stabs EMILIA, and exit, Enter LODOVICO. I had rather be a toad. Myself will straight aboard: and to the state. I must take out the Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; Does't not go well? [Singing] The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree. And let her speak of me before her father: Not only take away, but let your sentence. As double as the duke's: he will divorce you; Or put upon you what restraint and grievance. swear? and hell gnaw his bones! Why the wrong is but a wrong i' the world: and, having the world for your labour, tis a wrong in your. Would I were satisfied! Prithee, no more: let him come when he will; 'Tis as I should entreat you wear your gloves. find itself abused, begin to heave the gorge, disrelish and abhor the Moor; very nature will, instruct her in it and compel her to some second, choice. Could neither graze nor pierce? As proofs of holy writ: this may do something. Lieutenant,--sir--Montano,--gentlemen,--. I must take out the, work?--A likely piece of work, that you should find. Of pain: nay, we must think men are not gods. O strange! And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Do well thrive by them and when they have lined. You shall close prisoner rest, Till that the nature of your fault be known. Who they should be that have thus many led you? The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue; That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you. For others' uses. Dost thou in conscience think,--tell me, Emilia,--, That there be women do abuse their husbands. I am commanded home. Cassio knows, you not. what's the news with you? She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. If she confess that she was half the wooer. help! If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. I'll after that same villain. And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker: you, Something from Venice, sure. Marry. Help, ho! I would on great occasion speak with you. And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty. Upon my knees, what doth your speech import? would it not make one weep? Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,--. To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company. What, ho, Brabantio! 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