Othello Acts 2 and 3 Quote Test
" I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me, I am desperate of my fortunes if they check me here
Cassio
"No; for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that does those things,-, well, God's above all, and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved"
Cassio
A knave teach me my duty! I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle
Cassio
Great Jove, Othello guard, And swell his sail with thine own powerful breath, That he may bless this bay with his tall ship, Make love's quick pants in Desdemona's arms, Give renew'd fire to our extincted spirits And bring all Cyprus comfort!
Cassio
Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round!
Cassio
Has had most favourable and happy speed: Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The gutter'd rocks and congregated sands-- Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel,-- As having sense of beauty, do omit Their mortal natures, letting go safely by The divine Desdemona.
Cassio
He speaks home, madam: You may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar.
Cassio
His bark is stoutly timber'd, his pilot Of very expert and approved allowance;
Cassio
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking:
Cassio
I pray you, sir, go forth, And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.
Cassio
Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.
Cassio
Most fortunately: he hath achieved a maid That paragons description and wild fame; One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation Does tire the ingener.
Cassio
My hopes do shape him for the governor.
Cassio
O, let the heavens Give him defence against the elements, For I have lost us him on a dangerous sea
Cassio
She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago, Whose footing here anticipates our thoughts A se'nnight's speed
Cassio
Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle, That so approve the Moor!
Cassio
The great contention of the sea and skies Parted our fellowship--But, hark! a sail.
Cassio
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, Stand in bold cure
Cassio
Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth, from whence you have them
Cassio
Welcome, mistress. Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy.
Cassio
Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse full of crusadoes: and, but my noble moor is true of mind and made of no such basenss as jealous creatres are, it were to put him to ill thinking
Desdemona
I am not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. Come, how wouldst thou praise me?
Desdemona
I thank you, valiant Cassio. What tidings can you tell me of my lord?
Desdemona
O heavy ignorance! thou praisest the worst best. But what praise couldst thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed, one that, in the authority of her merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself?
Desdemona
O most lame and impotent conclusion! Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband
Desdemona
Tell me , othello : I wonder in my soul, what you would ask me, that I should deny, or stand so mammering on
Desdemona
The heavens forbid But that our loves and comforts should increase, Even as our days do grow!
Desdemona
These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i' the alehouse.
Desdemona
What miserable praise hast thou for her that's foul and foolish?
Desdemona
What wouldst thou write of me, if thou shouldst praise me?
Desdemona
But jealous souls will not be answerd' so; they are not jealous for the cause, but jealous for they are jealous: 'tis a monster begot upon itself, born on itself
Emilia
Pray you, come in: I will bestow you where you shall have time to speak your bosom freely
Emilia
Why, that the moor first gave to desdemona; that which so often you did bid me steal
Emilia
" If I can fasten but one cup upon him, with that which he hath drunk to-night already, he'll be as full of quarrel and offense as my young mistress' dog"
Iago
"Not poppy, nor mandrogora nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep which thou ow'dst yesterday
Iago
"Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep; He'll watch the horologe a double set if drink rock not his crade
Iago
"Touch me not so near: I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio"
Iago
Besides, the knave is handsome, young, and hath all those requisites in him that folly and green minds look after: a pestilent complete knave; and the woman hath found him already.
Iago
Blessed fig's-end! the wine she drinks is made of grapes: if she had been blessed, she would never have loved the Moor.
Iago
Cassio knows you not. I'll not be far from you: do you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline; or from what other course you please, which the time shall more favourably minister.
Iago
Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors, Bells in your parlors, wild-cats in your kitchens, Saints m your injuries, devils being offended, Players in your housewifery, and housewives' in your beds.
Iago
Come, lieutenant, I have a stoup of wine; and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would fain have a measure to the health of black Othello.
Iago
Good my lord, pardon me: though I am bound to every act of duty, I am not bound to that all slaves are free to.
Iago
He takes her by the palm: ay, well said, whisper: with as little a web as this will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio
Iago
I am about it; but indeed my invention Comes from my pate as birdlime does from frize; It plucks out brains and all: but my Muse labours, And thus she is deliver'd.
Iago
I will in cassio's lodging' lose this napkin and let him find it
Iago
If she be fair and wise, fairness and wit, The one's for use, the other useth it.
Iago
It is impossible you should see this were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, as salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross as ignorance made drunk
Iago
Look to your wife; observe her well with cassio
Iago
Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor, but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies: and will she love him still for prating? let not thy discreet heart think it
Iago
Marry, before your ladyship, I grant, She puts her tongue a little in her heart, And chides with thinking.
Iago
My lord, you know I love you
Iago
Nay, it is true, or else I am a Turk: You rise to play and go to bed to work.
Iago
O If she be black, and thereto have a wit, She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit.
Iago
O gentle lady, do not put me to't; For I am nothing, if not critical.
Iago
O, beware my lord of jealousy; it is the green eyed monster which doth mock the meet it feeds on
Iago
Our general cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is sport for Jove.
Iago
Our general's wife is now the general- I may say so in this respect, for that he hath devoted and given himself to contemplation, mark and denotement of her parts and graces
Iago
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough; but rich fineless is as poor as winter to him that ever fears he shall be poor
Iago
Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit and lost without deserving : you have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser"
Iago
She never yet was foolish that was fair; For even her folly help'd her to an heir.
Iago
She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh, Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly, She that in wisdom never was so frail To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind, See suitors following and not look behind, She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--
Iago
She that was ever fair and never proud, Had tongue at will and yet was never loud, Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay, Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,'
Iago
Sir, would she give you so much of her lips As of her tongue she oft bestows on me, You'll have enough.
Iago
The lieutenant tonight watches on the court of guard:--first,Mark me with what violence she first loved the Moor, but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies: and will she love him still for prating? let not thy discreet heart think it I must tell thee this--Desdemona is directly in love with him.
Iago
The moor already changes with my poison: dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons, which at first are scarce found to distaste, but with a little act upon the blood, burn like the mines of sulphur
Iago
There's none so foul and foolish thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do.
Iago
Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; and wit depends on wilatory time
Iago
To be direct and honest is not safe
Iago
Very good; well kissed! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips? would they were clyster-pipes for your sake!
Iago
Why, he drinks you, with facility, your dane dead drunk; he sweats not to overthrow your Almain;
Iago
Why, then I think Cassio's an honest man
Iago
hat Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit: The Moor, howbeit that I endure him not, Is of a constant, loving, noble nature, And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona A most dear husband
Iago
"And tis a great pity that the noble Moor should hazard such a place as his own secomd with one of an ingraft infirmity: it were an honest action to say to the moor
Montano
"If I hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this?"
Montano
"If that the Turkish fleet Be not enshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd; It is impossible to bear it out"
Montano
"Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land; A fuller blast ne'er shookour battlements"
Montano
"The general were put in mind of it. Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio, and looks not on his evils: is not this true?
Montano
But, good lieutenant, is your general wived?
Montano
Let's to the seaside, ho! As well to see the vessel that's come in As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello, Even till we make the main and the aerial blue An indistinct regard.
Montano
Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger: Your officer, Iago, can inform you,- While I spare speech, which something now offends me, - of all that I do know: nor know I aught by me that's said or done amiss this night
Montano
"I know, Iago Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter, Making it light to Cassio"
Othello
"Now, by heaven, my blood begins my safer guides to rule; and passion, having my best judgement collied, assays to lead the way."
Othello
Amen to that, sweet powers! I cannot speak enough of this content;
Othello
Are we turned turks, and to ourselves do that which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?
Othello
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee! And when I love thee not, chaos is come again
Othello
I am bound to thee forever
Othello
I greet thy love with no vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, and will upon instant put thee to it: within these three days let me hear thee say that Cassio's not alive
Othello
I had been happy if the general camp, pioneers and all, had tasted her sweet body, so I had known nothing
Othello
I prithee, good Iago, Go to the bay and disembark my coffers: Bring thou the master to the citadel; He is a good one, and his worthiness Does challenge much respect.
Othello
I swear tis better to be much abus'd than but to know't a little
Othello
I will deny thee nothing : whereon I do beseech thee, grant me this to leave me but a little to myseld
Othello
If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!
Othello
If there be cords or knives, poision or fire or suffocating streams, I'll not endure it
Othello
It gives me wonder great as my content To see you here before me. O my soul's joy!
Othello
Think'st thou I'd make my life of jealousy, to follow still the changes of the moon with fresh suspicion?
Othello
Think, my lord! By heaven, he echoes me, as if there were some monster in his thought too hideous to be shown
Othello
This argues fruitfulness and a liberal heart: - hot , hot and moist; this hand of yours requires a sequester from liberty, fasting, and prayer
Othello
This fellows of exceeding honestly, and knows all qualities with a leaned spirit of human dealings
Othello
I cannot believe that in her; she's full of most blessed condition.
Roderigo
My money is almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgeled
Roderigo
" A segregation of the Turkish fleet: For do but stand upon the foaming shore, The chidden billow seems to pelt the clouds"
Second Gentleman
"I never did like molestation view On the enchafed flood"
Second Gentleman
'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general.
Second Gentleman
They do discharge their shot of courtesy: Our friends at least.
Second Gentleman
"News, lads! Our wars are done. The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks that their designment halts; a noble ship of Venice Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance on most part of their fleet"
Third Gentleman
"The ship is here put in, A veronesa; Michaek Cassio, Lieutenant to the warlike Moor Othello, is come on shore: The Moor himself's at sea, and in full commission here for Cyprus
Third Gentleman
But this same Cassio, though he speak of comfort Touching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted With foul and violent tempest.
Third Gentleman
Come, let's do so: For every minute is expectancy Of more arrivance.
Third Gentleman
This is some token from a newer friend. To the felt absence now I feel a cause; Is't come to this?
bianca
He's a soldier, and for one to say a soldier lies is stabbing
clown
"Come, you are too severe a morale: as the time, the place, and the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not befallen; but since it is as it is, mend it for your own good"
iago
Pray heavens he be; For I have served him, and the man commands Like a full soldier.
montano
And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats the immortal jove's dread clamours counterfeit, farewell!
othello
Arise black vengeance, from thy hollow hell
othello
I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapur of a dungeon, than keep a corner in the thing I love for other's uses
othello
There's magic in the web of it: a sibyl, that had number'd in the world, the sun to course two hundred compasses, in her prophetic gury sew'd the work; the worms were hallow'd that did breed the silk; and it was dy'd in mummy which the skillful conerv'd of maiden hearts
othello
