Othello: Act 3 Flashcards
I have made bold, Iago,
To send in to your wife. My suit to her
Is that she will to virtuous Desdemona
Cassio to Iago
And I’ll devise a mean to draw the Moor
Out of the way
Iago to Roderigo
I never knew a Florentine more kind and honest
Cassio to Himself
Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.
Cassio to Emelia
But I will have my lord and you again
As friendly as you were.
Desdemona to Cassio
I’ll watch him tame and talk him out of patience.
Desdemona to Cassio
I’ll intermingle everything he does
With Cassio’s suit.
Desdemona to Cassio
Madam, not now. I am very ill at ease,
Unfit for mine own purposes.
Cassio to Desdemona
Ha! I like not that.
Iago to Othello
No, sure, I cannot think it
That he would steal away so guilty-like
Seeing you coming.
Iago to Othello
I have been talking with a suitor here,
A man that languishes in your displeasure.
Desdemona to Othello
Not now, sweet Desdemona. Some other time.
Othello to Desdemona
Prithee, no more. Let him come when he will,
I will deny thee nothing.
Othello to Desdemona
Why, this is not a boon
Desdemona to Othello
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul
But I do love thee! And when I love thee not
Chaos is come again.
Othello to Himself
But for a satisfaction of my thought,
No further harm.
Iago to Othello
My lord, for aught I know.
Iago to Othello
If thou dost love me
Show me thy thought.
Othello to Iago
Men should be what they seem,
Or those that be not, would they might seem none!
Iago to Othello
I am not bound to that all slaves are free to.
Utter my thoughts? Why, say they are vile and false,
Iago to Othello
If thou but think’st him wronged and mak’st his ear
A stranger to thy thoughts.
Othello to Iago
and oft my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not
Iago to Othello
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
Iago to Othello
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls.
Iago to Othello
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.
Iago to Othello
Oh, beware, my lord, of jealousy!
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on
Iago to Othello
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough,
But riches fineless is as poor as winter
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.
Good heaven, the souls of all my tribe defend
From jealousy!
Iago to Othello
To be once in doubt
Is to be resolved.
Othello to Iago
For she had eyes and chose me. No, Iago,
I’ll see before I doubt, when I doubt, prove,
Othello to Iago
Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio.
Wear your eyes thus, not jealous nor secure.
I would not have your free and noble nature
Iago to Othello
She did deceive her father, marrying you
Iago to Othello
I see this hath a little dashed your spirits.
Iago to Othello
No, not much moved.
I do not think but Desdemona’s honest.
Othello to Iago
Long live she so. And long live you to think so.
Iago to Othello
Why did I marry?
Othello to Himself
My lord, I would I might entreat your honor
To scan this thing no farther.
Iago to Othello
Yet, if you please to hold him off awhile,
You shall by that perceive him and his means.
Note if your lady strain his entertainment
With any strong or vehement importunity.
Much will be seen in that.
Iago to Othello
This fellow’s of exceeding honesty
Othello to Iago
Haply, for I am black
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have
Othello to Himself
I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her
Othello to Himself
Why do you speak so faintly?
Are you not well?
Desdemona to Othello
My wayward husband hath a hundred times wooed me to steal it
Emilia to Herself
I will in Cassio’s lodging lose this napkin
And let him find it.
Iago to Himself
Trifles light as air
Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ.
Iago to Himself
The Moor already changes with my poison.
Iago to Himself
Thou hast set me on the rack
Othello to Iago
I swear ’tis better to be much abused
Than but to know ’t a little.
Othello to Iago
I saw ’t not, thought it not, it harmed not me.
Othello to Iago
He that is robbed, not wanting what is stol’n,
Let him not know’t, and he’s not robbed at all.
Othello to Iago
Farewell the tranquil mind!
Othello to Iago
Farewell! Othello’s occupation’s gone.
Othello to Iago
be sure thou prove my love a whore,
Othello to Iago
If thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more. Abandon all remorse.
Othello to Iago
I should be wise, for honesty’s a fool
And loses that it works for.
Iago to Othello
I think my wife be honest and think she is not.
Othello to Iago
sir, you are eaten up with passion.
Iago to Othello
But this denoted a foregone conclusion.
Othello to Iago
Have you not sometimes seen a handkerchief
Spotted with strawberries in your wife’s hand?
Iago to Othello
All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven.
Othello to Iago
Arise, black vengeance, from the hollow hell!
Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne
To tyrannous hate!
Othello to Iago
my bloody thoughts with violent pace
Shall ne’er look back
Othello to Iago
In the due reverence of a sacred vow
I here engage my words
Othello to Iago
To wronged Othello’s service. Let him command,
And to obey shall be in me remorse,
What bloody business ever.
Iago to Othello
Not with vain thanks but with acceptance bounteous,
Othello to Iago
My friend is dead,
‘Tis done at your request. But let her live.
Iago to Othello
I will withdraw
To furnish me with some swift means of death
For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant.
Othello to Iago
And but my noble Moor
Is true of mind and made of no such baseness
As jealous creatures are, it were enough
To put him to ill thinking.
Desdemona to Emilia
To lose ’t or give ’t away were such perdition
Othello to Desdemona
‘Tis not a year or two shows us a man.
They are all but stomachs, and we all but food.
Emilia to Desdemona
My advocation is not now in tune.
My lord is not my lord, nor should I know him
Desdemona to Cassio
But jealous for they’re jealous. It is a monster
150Begot upon itself, born on itself.
Emilia to Desdemona
or my wish,
To have him see me womaned.
Cassio to Bianc
