Othello: Act 4 Flashcards
To kiss in private?
Iago to Othello
Or to be naked with her friend in bed
An hour or more, not meaning any harm?
Iago to Othello
Why then ’tis hers, my lord, and, being hers,
She may, I think, bestow ’t on any man
Iago to Othello
Her honor is an essence that’s not seen,
They have it very oft that have it not.
Iago to Othello
He hath, my lord, but be you well assured
No more than he’ll unswear.
Iago to Othello
Work on, My medicine, work
Iago to Himself
he foams at mouth and by and by
Breaks out to savage madness
IAgo to Cassio
Do you withdraw yourself a little while, He will recover straight. When he is gone
I would on great occasion speak with you.
Iago to Cassio
There’s millions now alive
That nightly lie in those unproper beds
Which they dare swear peculiar
Iago to Othello
Oh, thou art wise! ‘Tis certain.
Othello to Iago
Bade him anon return and here speak with me,
The which he promised. Do but encave yourself,
Iago to Cassio
Now will I question Cassio of Bianca
Iago to Himself
Look how he laughs already!
Othello to Himself
Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out.
Othello to Himself
Now he importunes him
To tell it o’er. Go to, well said, well said.
Othello to Himself
Do ye triumph, Roman? Do you triumph?
Othello to Himself
They laugh that win!
Othello to Himself
She is persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and flattery, not out of my promise.
Cassio to Iago
By heaven, that should be my handkerchief!
Othello to Himself
How shall I murder him, Iago?
Othello to Iago
Ay, let her rot and perish and be damned tonight, for she shall not live.
Othello to Iago
I will chop her into messes!
Othello to Iago
Get me some poison
Othello to Iago
Do it not with poison. Strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated.
Iago to Othello
Good, good, the justice of it pleases! Very good!
Othello to Iago
Cousin, there’s fall’n between him and my lord
An unkind breach, but you shall make all well.
Desdemona to Lodovico
For, as I think, they do command him home,
Deputing Cassio in his government
Lodovico to Desdemona
I am glad on ’t.
Desdemona to Othello
My lord, this would not be believed in Venice,
Though I should swear I saw ’t. ‘Tis very much.
Make her amends, she weeps.
Lodovico to Othello
Is this the noble Moor whom our full senate
Call all in all sufficient?
Lodovico to Iago
He is much changed.
Iago to Lodovico
Are his wits safe? Is he not light of brain?
Lodovico to Iago
I am sorry that I am deceived in him.
Lodovico to Iago
If you think other
Remove your thought, it doth abuse your bosom.
If any wretch have put this in your head
Let heaven requite it with the serpent’s curse
For if she be not honest, chaste, and true
There’s no man happy. The purest of their wives
Is foul as slander.
Emilia to Othello
She says enough, yet she’s a simple bawd
That cannot say as much. This is a subtle whore,
A closet, lock and key, of villainous secrets.
And yet she’ll kneel and pray, I have seen her do ’t.
Othello to Himself
Come, swear it, damn thyself.
Othello to Desdemona
If haply you my father do suspect
An instrument of this your calling back,
Lay not your blame on me.
Desdemona to Othello
I should have found in some place of my soul A drop of Patience
Othello to Desdemona
Oh, ay, as summer flies are in the shambles,
That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell’st so sweet
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne’er been born!
Othello to Desdemona
What committed?
Committed?
Othello to Desdemona
What committed?
Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks,
Othello to Desdemona
Are you not a strumpet?
Othello to Desdemona
No, as I am a Christian.
Desdemona to Emilia
We have done our course. There’s money for your pains.
Othello to Emilia
Faith, half asleep.
Desdemona to Emilia
what’s the matter with my lord?
Emilia to Desdemona
Who is thy lord?
Desdemona to Emilia
Here’s a change indeed!
Emilia to Desdemona
How have I been behaved that he might stick
The small’st opinion on my least misuse?
Desdemona to Herself
I am a child to chiding.
Desdemona to Iago
How comes this trick upon him?
Iago to Desdemona
Nay, heaven doth know.
Desdemona to Iago
I will be hanged, if some eternal villain,
Some busy and insinuating rogue,
Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office,
Have not devised this slander. I will be hanged else!
Emilia To Iago
If any such there be, heaven pardon him!
Desdemona to Iago
A halter pardon him and hell gnaw his bones!
Emilia to Desdemona
The Moor’s abused by some most villainous knave,
Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow.
Emilia to Iago
Speak within door.
Iago to Emilia
What shall I do to win my lord again?
Desdemona to Iago
If e’er my will did trespass ‘gainst his love,
Either in discourse of thought or actual deed,
Desdemona to Iago
And his unkindness may defeat my life,
But never taint my love
Desdemona to Iago
I do not find that thou deal’st justly with me.
Roderigo to Iago
I will indeed no longer endure it
Roderigo to Iago
You charge me most unjustly.
Iago to Roderigo
The jewels you have had from me to deliver Desdemona would half have corrupted a votaress.
Roderigo to Iago
If she will return me my jewels I will give over my suit and repent my unlawful solicitation
Roderigo to Iago
Why, now I see there’s mettle in thee
Iago to Roderigo
if thou hast that in thee indeed, which I have greater reason to believe now than ever—I mean purpose, courage and valor—this night show it.
Iago to Roderigo
Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice to depute Cassio in Othello’s place.
Iago to Roderigo
Oh, no, he goes into Mauritania and taketh away with him the fair Desdemona, unless his abode be lingered here by some accident—wherein none can be so determinate as the removing of Cassio.
Iago to Roderigo
Why, by making him uncapable of Othello’s place: knocking out his brains.
Iago to Roderigo
’twill do me good to walk.
Othello to Lodovico
Get you to bed on th’ instant, I will be returned
Forthwith. Dismiss your attendant there, look ’t be done.
Othello to Desdemona
So would not I. My love doth so approve him
That even his stubbornness, his checks, his frowns—
Prithee, unpin me—have grace and favor.
Desdemona to Emilia
If I do die before thee, prithee, shroud me
In one of these same sheets.
Desdemona to Emilia
Dost thou in conscience think—tell me, Emilia—
That there be women do abuse their husbands
In such gross kind?
Desdemona to Emilia
Wouldst thou do such a deed for all the world?
Desdemona to Emilia
No, by this heavenly light!
Desdemona to Emilia
Nor I neither, by this heavenly light.
I might do ’t as well i’ th’ dark.
Emilia to Desdemona
It is a great price for a small vice.
Emilia to Desdemona
In troth, I think I should, and undo ’t when I had done.
Emilia to Desdemona
who would not make her husband a cuckold to make him a monarch
Emilia to Desdemona
Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong
For the whole world.
Desdemona to Emilia
Let husbands know
Their wives have sense like them.
Emilia to Desdemona
And have not we affections,
Desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?
Then let them use us well, else let them know,
The ills we do, their ills instruct us so.
Emilia to desdemona
