Act 1 Scene 3 Flashcards
Stage directions
With lights
1st Sen: my letter…
Says a hundred and seven galleys
D: and mine,…
A hundred and forty
2nd Sen: and mine…
Two hundred… yet do they all confirm a Turkish fleet, and heading to up C
Stage direction: enter…
A Messenger
1st Sen: valiant…
Moor
D: valiant…
Othello, we must straight employ you against the general enemy Ottoman
D: (to Brabantio)…
I did not see you welcome, gentle signor
B: My daughter!…
My daughter!
Sens: dead?
D: the bloody…
Book of law you shall yourself read
D: what in your own…
Part can you say to this?
B: nothing…
But this is so
O: most potent…
Grave and reverend signors, my very noble and approved good masters
O: Rude am I…
In my speech and little blessed with the soft phrase of peace
O: for since these…
Arms of mine had seven years’ pith … they have used their dearest action in the tented field
O: what drugs…
What charms … I won his daughter
B: against…
All rules of nature
D: to vouch…
This is no proof
O: her father…
Loved me, oft invited me, still questioned me the story of my life
O: hair-breadth…
Scapes
O: sold to…
Slavery; of my redemption thence
I: antres…
Vast and deserts idle
O: men whose…
Head do grow beneath their shoulders
O: with a…
Greedy ear devour up my discourse
O: she loved me for…
The dangers I had passed, and I loved her, that she did pity them
D: I think this…
Tale would win my daughter too
B: do you perceive…
In all this company where most you owe obedience?
Des: my noble father…
I do perceive here a divided duty
Des: and so much duty…
As my mother showed to you, preferring you before her father
B: I am glad…
At soul i have no other children, for thy escape would teach my tyranny
D: Othello, the fortitude…
Of the place is best known to you
O: with accommodation…
And besort that levels with her breeding
B: I’ll not…
Have it so
O: nor I
Des: nor I
Des: that I did…
Love the Moor to live with him
Duke: th’affair…
Cries haste … you must hence tonight
Othello: with all…
My heart
(Military duty > Desdemona?)
Duke: if virtue no delighted…
Beauty lack, your son-in-law if far more fair than black
Brab: she has deceived…
Her father and may thee
Othello: honest Iago, my…
Desdemona must I leave to thee … let thy wife attend on her
Rod: I will…
Incontinently drown myself
Iago: I would say I would…
Drown myself for the love of a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon
Iago: our bodies…
Are our gardens, to which our wills are gardeners
Iago: i say…
Put money in thy purse
