Enter Othello’s HERALD, with a proclamation. Act 1, scene 2. And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love? Very obedient. All the kitchens are open, and everyone is welcome to feast from now, five o'clock, until eleven o'clock. mean by that same handkerchief you gave me even now? Lie with her! How I did thrive in this fair lady's love. I charge you, get you home. Find a summary of this and each chapter of Othello! What did you. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with. Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate. [Singing] I call'd my love false love; but what. Wears out his time, much like his master's ass. She give it Cassio! This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven. Let housewives make a skillet of my helm. All offices are open, and there is full, liberty of feasting from this present hour of five, till the bell have told eleven. help, ho! Have there injointed them with an after fleet. Mere prattle without practice Is all his soldiership. 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. And he grows angry. Let husbands know, Their wives have sense like them: they see and smell. But I do love thee! Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, Within these three days let me hear thee say. Now he tells how she plucked him to my chamber. I pray you, bring me on the way a little. I'll have the work ta'en out. Whom love hath turn'd almost the wrong side out. If there be cords, or knives. She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. Patience awhile, good Cassio. Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, To try me with affliction; had they rain'd. Scene 1. It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock, The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss. She false with Cassio!--did you say with Cassio? Pray you, lead on. Read every line of Shakespeare’s original text alongside a modern English translation. Look, if my gentle love be not raised up! Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world? And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio: Though other things grow fair against the sun. and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, I took you for that cunning whore of Venice. When shall he come? It shall be his. Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought. Much will be seen in that. Of pain: nay, we must think men are not gods. So that, dear lords, if I be left behind. Original Text Translated Text; Source: Folger Shakespeare Library; Enter Othello with a light, and Desdemona in her bed. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter. Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Making it light to Cassio. I do not know: friends all but now, even now, In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom, Devesting them for bed; and then, but now--. Cassio knows, you not. For the sea's worth. Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. Why, we have galls, and though we have some grace, Yet have we some revenge. I should but teach him how to tell my story. isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! I am glad thy father's dead: Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief. Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body? Have you forgot all sense of place and duty? 'Las, what's the matter? Shall she come in? Word Count: 1226. Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't: In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks, They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience. What! The world hath noted, and your name is great. have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse; you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have. Download the adaptable Word resource (subscribers only) Download the free PDF resource (free members and subscribers) See other resources: Othello More resources by this contributor (2) 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. But now I find I had suborn'd the witness. For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea. Though great ones are their object. There was a huge storm in Cyprus where the Turks were going to attack. Othello: Act 1, Scene 2 Works Then would to God that I had never seen't! Each syllable that breath made up between them. A halter pardon him! What, are you mad? Iago reassures Roderigo that he hates Othello. 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. SEARCH TEXTS Plays Sonnets Poems Concordance Advanced Search About OSS. All Acts are listed on the Othello text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page.. ACT 2. From the possession of this heavenly sight! By debitor and creditor: this counter-caster. That done, I will be walking on the works; This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't? To scan this thing no further; leave it to time: Though it be fit that Cassio have his place. I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. Here's Cassio hurt by villains. To do this is within the compass of man's wit: and. Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own; For if such actions may have passage free. Yet, by your gracious patience. Othello Act 2 Questions I. what? I think upon't, I think: I smell't: O villany!--, I thought so then:--I'll kill myself for grief:--. I cry you gentle pardon; These bloody accidents must excuse my manners. To incur a private cheque. I know my price, I am worth no worse a place: But he; as loving his own pride and purposes. Besides the good news about the Turks, we are also celebrating his marriage. Repetition By: Giulia, Kathy, Jessica, and Sarina Literary Analysis Why do you think Roderigo had letters I think I can discover him, if you please. Marry, patience; Or I shall say you are all in all in spleen. O, 'tis the spite of hell, the fiend's arch-mock. I think she stirs again:--no. I care not for thy sword; I'll make thee known. Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight. But I do see you're moved: My speech should fall into such vile success, As my thoughts aim not at. It must needs wither: I'll smell it on the tree. That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on; Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it, Without a prompter. I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain. how now! Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night; for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to, stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. Act 2 Scene 2 and 3 A series of questions to challenge students. Nay, that's certain: but yet the pity of it, Iago! Give me your hand: this hand is moist, my lady. But, I pray you, sir. Act II, Scene 2 Othello's herald enters, to proclaim that the Turks are not going to attack, all should be joyful, and Othello is celebrating the happiness of his recent marriage. Nobody come? O, would you had had her! More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric. He's that he is: I may not breathe my censure. That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs: In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona. Good my lord. what's the matter, husband? But the free comfort which from thence he hears, But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow. If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love. I had rather be a toad. In the mean time. To suffer with him. I'll tell you what you shall do. (7 lines) Enter Othello, Iago, and Gentlemen. Call up my brother. I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. The world's a huge thing: it is a great price. One more, and this the last: So sweet was ne'er so fatal. Act 2, Scene 1, Page 3 CASSIO Thanks, you the valia 45 nt of this warlike isle That so approve the Moor. Sample content Heaven bless the. A hall in the castle. Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature, That dotes on Cassio; as 'tis the strumpet's plague. a customer! no passage? Let's, have no more of this; let's to our affairs.--Forgive. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't. He turns it down, stating that he does not drink, and then summons the married couple. But kill him rather. Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk. As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise. Stay you, good gentlemen. To tell it o'er: go to; well said, well said. Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on--. Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Do not think, gentlemen. Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,--. 'tis a night of revels: the gallants. Or came it by request and such fair question. Well, happiness to their sheets! 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack: If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever. Forth of my heart those charms, thine eyes, are blotted; Thy bed, lust-stain'd, shall with lust's blood be spotted. What shall we hear of this? 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. Are we turn'd Turks, and to ourselves do that. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife. 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. Act 1, Scene 1: Venice.A street. Was this fair paper, this most goodly book. We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; But if you know not this, my manners tell me, We have your wrong rebuke. But jealous souls will not be answer'd so; But jealous for they are jealous: 'tis a monster. Othello and Iago in Scene 2 (pages 21–23). To see you here before me. Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving, woman indeed, one that, in the authority of her. Too hideous to be shown. Summary. Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion. I durst, my lord, to wager she is honest. Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes. 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. Lay on my bed my wedding sheets: remember; 'Tis meet I should be used so, very meet. no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice. That this is from some mistress, some remembrance: I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber. This page contains the original text of Othello Act 5, Scene 2.Shakespeare’s original Othello text is extremely long, so we’ve split the text into one Scene per page. Dramatis Personae. [Returning] My lord, I would I might entreat. That I may save my speech: do but go after. A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning. Signior Brabantio, ho! Why, that the Moor first gave to Desdemona; That which so often you did bid me steal. She's, like a liar, gone to burning hell: She turn'd to folly, and she was a whore. Hark, canst thou hear me? He has done my office: I know not if't be true; Will do as if for surety. Now, by yond marble heaven. And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do't. To you, lord governor. Othello is unfairly defined in Brabantio’s eyes by the negative reputation of ‘Moors’ for lasciviousness and witchcraft (Act 1 Scenes 2 & 3) Cassio’s one episode of drunkenness is manipulated by Iago to tar his whole conduct so that Montano believes it is ‘an ingraft infirmity’ (Act 2 Scene 3) Cry 'O sweet creature!' Or with some dram conjured to this effect, Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods. Actually understand Othello Act 5, Scene 2. These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i', the alehouse. 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. Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: Come, guard the door without; let him not pass. O Cassio, O notable strumpet! In a seaport in Cyprus, Montano and few gentlemen are wondering about the strong wind which just blew through the sea and how it must’ve dispersed the Turkish fleet. I like the work well: ere it be demanded--. I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house. To wrong'd Othello's service! Come from the duke: and, see, your wife is with him. This is a subtle whore, A closet lock and key of villanous secrets. What is it that they do. isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello! Some good man bear him carefully from hence; Was my dear friend: what malice was between you? is he not light of brain? See suitors following and not look behind, She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--. Are you fast married? Demand me nothing: what you know, you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. It is the cause. I prithee, good Iago. I cannot go to, man; nor 'tis, not very well: nay, I think it is scurvy, and begin, I tell you 'tis not very well. However this may gall him with some cheque, Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd. To be call'd whore? I know't; I thank you. You do love my lord: You have known him long; and be you well assured, He shall in strangeness stand no further off. Out, strumpet! Encourage them to think about facial Where is this rash and most unfortunate man? This editable close reading exercise features 11 text-dependent, higher-order questions, helping students improve reading comprehension of Shakespeare’s Othello (Act 2, Scene 1) with emphasis on Iago’s intensifying desire for vengeance against Othello and his emerging plan to achieve his goal. That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! So, get thee gone; good night Ate eyes do itch; I have heard it said so. I do not find that thou dealest justly with me. Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons. and lovers' absent hours. What job does Othello give Cassio during the party? Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out. who is't that knocks? Come, lieutenant, I, have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace, of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to, Not to-night, good Iago: I have very poor and, unhappy brains for drinking: I could well wish, courtesy would invent some other custom of, O, they are our friends; but one cup: I'll drink for, I have drunk but one cup to-night, and that was, craftily qualified too, and, behold, what innovation. to Palestine for a touch of his nether lip. change for youth: when she is sated with his body, she will find the error of her choice: she must, have change, she must: therefore put money in thy, purse. What said she to you? Look you, Cassio and my husband! A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me. Subdue and poison this young maid's affections? And hold her free, I do beseech your honour. Pale as thy smock! She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts. Alas, he faints! Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you. Others there are. All should be joyful, and Othello is celebrating the happiness of his recent marriage. Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio; Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth. And, till she come, as truly as to heaven, So justly to your grave ears I'll present. What, ho, Brabantio! Othello Reading Questions (basic) The New Folger Library Version Act One 1. Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted, For I have served him, and the man commands. Have not devised this slander; I'll be hang'd else. That thinks men honest that but seem to be so, I have't. 'Tis Lodovico. drown, cats and blind puppies. I must weep. And yet I fear you; for you are fatal then. Utter my thoughts? 'Faith, I must; she'll rail in the street else. ACT II SCENE II : A street. Indeed! That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. 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. 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you; For I attend here: but I'll see you soon. Act 1, scene 3. I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed. I found it. I am drunk: this is my. Why, there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, And not by old gradation, where each second. Cassio then arrives with a message from the Duke asking Othello to … why, none; why, none: a slipper and subtle knave, a, finder of occasions, that has an eye can stamp and, counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never, present itself; a devilish knave. I think my wife be honest and think she is not; I think that thou art just and think thou art not. 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