Act 1 Flashcards
forsooth, a great arithmetician
one Michael Cassio, a Florentine/a fellow almost damn’d in a fair wife
I follow him
to serve my turn upon him
but I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
for daws to peck at; I am not what I am
what a full fortune
does the thick lips owe
awake! what, ho, Brabantio!
thieves! thieves! thieves!
an old black ram
is tupping your white ewe
you’ll have your daughter
covered with a Barbary horse
that comes to tell your daughter
and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs
tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes
in an extravagant and wheeling stranger
is there not charms by which
the property of youth and maidenhood may be abused?
for know, Iago
that I love the gentle Desdemona
my parts, my title and my perfect soul
shall manifest me rightly
practised on her with foul charms
abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
valiant Othello
…employ you against the general enemy Ottoman
rude am I in my speech
and little blest with the soft phrase of peace
for such proceeding I am charged withal-
I won his daughter
a maiden
never bold
to fall in love with what
she fear’d to look upon!
and with a greedy ear
devour up my discourse
she loved me for the dangers I had pass’d
and I loved her that she did pity them
I do perceive here
a divided duty
I am hitherto your daughter
but here’s my husband
my downright violence
and storm of fortunes
and to his honours and his valiant parts
did my soul consecrate
I therefore beg it not
to please the palate of my appetite
your son-in-law is far more
fair than black
our bodies are gardens
to which our wills are gardeners
put money
in thy purse
when she is sated with his body
she will find the error of her choice
the Moor is of
a free and open nature
Hell and night
must bring this monstrous birth to the world’s light
