Act 2 Scene 3 Flashcards
Exquisite
She’s a most exquisite lady
Perfection
She is indeed perfection
Drinking
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking
Gallants
'’Tis a night of revels the gallants desire it
Othello
I fear the trust othello puts him in on some odd time of his infirmity will shake this land
Turks
Are we turned Turks
Blood
Now by heaven my blood begins my softer guide to rule
Tongue cut
I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth than it should do offence to Michael Cassio
Reputation
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O I have lost my reputation
Immortal
I have lost the immortal part of myself and what remains is bestial
Advice
And what’s he then that says I play the villain? When this advice is free I give and honest
Pestilence
I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear