Cousin, there’s fall’n between him and my lord And will return to Venice. But yet keep time in all. To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind. Virtue! then shall I bleed to death. Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? Their purposes toward Cyprus. How I did thrive in this fair lady's love. Othello FM.qxd 1/14/05 9:25 AM Page iv There's none so foul and foolish thereunto. For your sake, jewel. So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales. A man that languishes in your displeasure. When your eyes roll so: why I should fear I know not. So did I yours. Have not devised this slander; I'll be hang'd else. Avaunt! 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack: If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever. 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. If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me. I think this tale would win my daughter too. Hold! All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head. Made to write 'whore' upon? Act 2, Scene 1: … Who can control his fate? I have no wife. From the excess of laughter. May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril: No, he must die. 'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.--, Still as the grave. Had tongue at will and yet was never loud. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best, known to you; and though we have there a substitute, of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a, sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer, voice on you: you must therefore be content to, slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war, My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnise. Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace. I have rubb'd this young quat almost to the sense. A most unhappy one: I would do much Did you perceive how he laughed at his vice? Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay, Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,'. I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you. To spend with thee: we must obey the time. For nought but provender, and when he's old, cashier'd: Whip me such honest knaves. I have this while with leaden thoughts been press'd: Strike off this score of absence. If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love. Roderigo! –Is’t possible?–Confess–handkerchief!–O devil!–. As mine own face. that's fulsome. O, a thousand thousand times: and then, of so What, ho! As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago. So, farewell. expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness. What, ho! Alas, he faints! Blessed pudding! Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon: And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits. sir, by many a wind-instrument that I know. no:--yes, sure: O heaven! To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, What cannot be preserved when fortune takes. if it be well used: exclaim no more against it. More than their own! © 2004 – 2020 No Sweat Digital Ltd. All rights reserved. Do you go back dismay'd? How is it, general? thou praisest the worst best. How is it, general? Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain Hell and night. O heaven! By me that's said or done amiss this night; And passion, having my best judgment collied. To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. Act 1. I'll send for you anon. Be assured of this. To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company. I think, i’ faith, she loves me. In the mean time. When Cassio left my wife: what didst not like? Here he comes: As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad; no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice. But if I give my wife a handkerchief,–. I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice. If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. What noise is this? Where either I must live, or bear no life; The fountain from the which my current runs. And this may help to thicken other proofs. thou hast done a deed--. So, get thee gone; good night Ate eyes do itch; I have heard it said so. O lady, speak again! That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on; Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it, Without a prompter. I have done, my lord. To hang a doubt on; or woe upon thy life! I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece. All guiltless, meet reproach. what? Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not, Nor to comply with heat--the young affects. Good madam, what's the matter with my lord? I did full hard forbear him. Roderigo meant to have sent this damned villain; How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief, That there he dropp'd it for a special purpose. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes; To keep us in false gaze. Though I lost twenty lives.--Help! When, being not at your lodging to be found, The senate hath sent about three several guests. Another street. confess, and be hanged for his labour;–first, to be Something from Venice, sure. Honey, you shall be well desired in Cyprus; I have found great love amongst them. I will indeed no longer endure, it, nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what, 'Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and, With nought but truth. Ancient, conduct them: you best know the place. Before the castle. iv OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE Engraving of William Shakespeare from the First Folio. That she may make, unmake, do what she list, With his weak function. will not, come when you are next prepared for. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with Of a night-brawler? And his unbookish jealousy must construe And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance, It is a business of some heat: the galleys. Sweet Desdemona! Prick'd to't by foolish honesty and love. Here comes another troop to seek for you. I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. go, and importune her. O, is that all? Or Cassio him, or each do kill the other. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general, so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's, If you have any music that may not be heard, to't, again: but, as they say to hear music the general. Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature. never tell me; I take it much unkindly. have you not hurt your head? Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes. From her propriety. respect and acquaintance, but I find none. And she’s obedient, as you say, obedient, And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? this is Venice; 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not, serve God, if the devil bid you. Is once to be resolved: exchange me for a goat, When I shall turn the business of my soul, Matching thy inference. hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it. Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her Enter OTHELLO and IAGO IAGO Will you think so? He will recover straight: when he is gone, and when I love thee not. That turn'd your wit the seamy side without. Foh! All Acts are listed on the Othello text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page.. ACT 4. Act 4 Othello Questions Scene 1: 1. May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! Who's that which rings the bell?--Diablo, ho! I see, sir, you are eaten up with passion: And may: but, how? Whilst you were here o'erwhelmed with your grief--. Something of moment then: I will go meet him: There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. Who they should be that have thus many led you? And yet, how nature erring from itself,--, Ay, there's the point: as--to be bold with you--. You shall by that perceive him and his means: Note, if your lady strain his entertainment. Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste. O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles. 4 TABLE OF CONTENTS THE BASICS: Plot Synopsis 6 A Simple Structure in Shakespeare Plays 8 Characters in Othello 10 Character Quotes 11 Major Themes and Motifs 12 Systems of Oppression in Othello 13 A Glossary of Terms 17 What miserable praise hast thou for. 'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on. That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me. I do beseech you, sir, trouble yourself no further. That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter. Act 4, Scene 1 of Shakespeare's OTHELLO, with notes, line numbers and search function. As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter. After new fancies: she, dying, gave it me; And bid me, when my fate would have me wive. Othello faints from a seizure. Good sir, be a man; They met, so near with their lips that their breaths embraced, together. Villanous thoughts, Roderigo! I have looked upon the world for four, times seven years; and since I could distinguish, betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man, that knew how to love himself. By the mass, 'tis morning; Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. Eight score eight hours? Othello Act 4 Scene 1 13. What shall we hear of this? The which he promised. Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. Make her amends; she weeps. Come hither, gentle mistress: Do you perceive in all this noble company. Pish! See suitors following and not look behind, She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--. But so: I hear him coming. Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; Does't not go well? O monstrous world! To be now a, sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a, beast! I here do give thee that with all my heart, Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart. A most dear husband. By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks; Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding, Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself, You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, After your own sense, yea, though our proper son. Reputation is an idle and most false, imposition: oft got without merit, and lost without. For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too--. Myself will straight aboard: and to the state. Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady. Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted. Then Bianca arrives, angrily giving back the handkerchief. It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul,--, Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!--. 2. 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. More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause. Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am, I learned it in England, where, indeed, they are, most potent in potting: your Dane, your German, and, your swag-bellied Hollander--Drink, ho!--are nothing. Emilia, come. In mouths of wisest censure: what's the matter. How does Othello misinterpret the dialogue between Cassio and Iago? Whilst you were here o’erwhelmed with your grief– And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace: For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith, Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used. Last Updated on June 20, 2020, by eNotes Editorial. What's best to do? an emperor’s side and command him tasks. That either makes me or fordoes me quite. Or those that be not, would they might seem none! I saw't not, thought it not, it harm'd not me: I slept the next night well, was free and merry; He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n. Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? is he not light of brain? 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you; For I attend here: but I'll see you soon. I find it still, when I have list to sleep: She puts her tongue a little in her heart. Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see: She has deceived her father, and may thee. A Sea-port in Cyprus. 2410; Iago. For the sea's worth. Othello is trying, even after swearing that Desdemona was unfaithful, not to condemn her too harshly. You are jealous now. I would to heaven he were! Scene 2. Awake the snorting citizens with the bell. work? Hath founded his good fortunes on your love. She wakes. He’s that he is: I may not breathe my censure unprovide my mind again: this night, Iago. 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