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Enter Othello, Desdemona, Cassio, and attendants

othello Good Michael, look you to the guard tonight.

2Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop

Editor’s Note3Not to outsport discretion.


cassio Iago hath direction what to do,

5But notwithstanding, with my personal eye

6Will I look to't.

othello Iago is most honest.

Editor’s Note7Michael, good night. Tomorrow with your earliest

Editor’s Note8Let me have speech with you.

[To Desdemona]

Come, my dear love:

9The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue.

10That profit's yet to come 'tween me and you.

11[To Cassio] Good night.

Exit [Othello, with Desdemona and attendants] Enter Iago

cassio Welcome, Iago. We must to the watch.

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iago Not this hour, lieutenant. 'Tis not yet ten o'th' clock. Our general Editor’s Note14cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona, who let us not 15therefore blame. He hath not yet made wanton the night with her, and 16she is sport for Jove.


cassio She's a most exquisite lady.

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iago And I'll warrant her full of game.


cassio Indeed, she's a most fresh and delicate creature.

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iago What an eye she has! Methinks it sounds a parley to provocation.

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cassio An inviting eye, and yet, methinks, right modest.

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iago And when she speaks, is it not an alarum to love?


cassio She is indeed perfection.

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iago Well, happiness to their sheets. Come, lieutenant. I have a stoup Editor’s Note25of wine, and here without are a brace of Cyprus gallants that would 26fain have a measure to the health of black Othello.


cassio Not tonight, good Iago. I have very poor and unhappy brains for 28drinking. I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom 29of entertainment.


iago O, they are our friends! But one cup. I'll drink for you.

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cassio I have drunk but one cup tonight, and that was craftily qualified, Editor’s Note32too, and behold what innovation it makes here! I am infortunate in the 33infirmity, and dare not task my weakness with any more.


iago What, man, 'tis a night of revels, the gallants desire it!


cassio Where are they?


iago Here at the door. I pray you call them in.


cassio I'll do't, but it dislikes me.


iago If I can fasten but one cup upon him,

39With that which he hath drunk tonight already

40He'll be as full of quarrel and offence

41As my young mistress' dog. Now my sick fool Rodorigo,

42Whom love hath turned almost the wrong side out,

43To Desdemona hath tonight caroused

Editor’s Note44Potations pottle-deep, and he's to watch.

45Three else of Cyprus—noble, swelling spirits

Editor’s Note46That hold their honours in a wary distance,

Editor’s Note47The very elements of this warlike isle—

Editor’s Note48Have I tonight flustered with flowing cups,

49And they watch too. Now 'mongst this flock of drunkards

50Am I to put our Cassio in some action

51That may offend the isle. But here they come.

Editor’s NoteEnter Cassio, Montano, and Gentlemen

Editor’s Note52If consequence do but approve my dream,

53My boat sails freely both with wind and stream.

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cassio 'Fore God, they have given me a rouse already.


montano Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I am a soldier.


iago Some wine, ho!

Editor’s Note57    [Sings] And let me the cannikin clink, clink,

Editor’s Note58    And let me the cannikin clink.

59        A soldier's a man,

Editor’s Note60        O, man's life's but a span,

61    Why then, let a soldier drink.

62Some wine, boys!


cassio 'Fore God, an excellent song.

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iago I learned it in England, where indeed they are most potent in Editor’s Note65potting. Your Dane, your German, and your swag-bellied Hollander—Editor’s Note66drink, ho!—are nothing to your English.


cassio Is your Englishman so exquisite in his drinking?


iago Why, he drinks you with facility your Dane dead drunk. He Editor’s Note69sweats not to overthrow your Almain. He gives your Hollander a 70vomit ere the next pottle can be filled.


cassio To the health of our general!

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montano I am for it, lieutenant, and I'll do you justice.


iago O sweet England!

Editor’s Note74[Sings]     King Stephen was and a worthy peer,

75        His breeches cost him but a crown;

76    He held them sixpence all too dear,

Editor’s Note77        With that he called the tailor lown.

78    He was a wight of high renown,

79        And thou art but of low degree.

Editor’s Note80    'Tis pride that pulls the country down,

81        And take thy auld cloak about thee.

82Some wine, ho!


cassio 'Fore God, this is a more exquisite song than the other.


iago Will you hear't again?


cassio No, for I hold him to be unworthy of his place that does those 86things. Well, God's above all, and there be souls must be saved, and 87there be souls must not be saved.


iago It's true, good lieutenant.


cassio For mine own part—no offence to the general, nor any man of 90quality—I hope to be saved.


iago And so do I too, lieutenant.


cassio Ay, but, by your leave, not before me. The lieutenant is to be 93saved before the ensign. Let's have no more of this. Let's to our affairs. 94God forgive us our sins. Gentlemen, let's look to our business. Do Editor’s Note95not think, gentlemen, I am drunk. This is my ensign, this is my right 96hand, and this is my left. I am not drunk now. I can stand well enough, 97and I speak well enough.


gentlemen Excellent well.


cassio Why, very well then. You must not think then that I am drunk.

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montano To th' platform, masters. Come, let's set the watch.

[Exeunt Gentlemen]

iago You see this fellow that is gone before?

102He's a soldier fit to stand by Caesar

103And give direction—and do but see his vice.

Editor’s Note Link 104'Tis to his virtue a just equinox,

105The one as long as th'other. 'Tis pity of him.

106I fear the trust Othello puts him in,

107On some odd time of his infirmity,

108Will shake this island.

montano But is he often thus?

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iago 'Tis evermore his prologue to his sleep.

Editor’s Note110He'll watch the horologe a double set

111If drink rock not his cradle.

montano It were well

112The general were put in mind of it.

113Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature

114Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio,

115And looks not on his evils. Is not this true?

Enter Rodorigo

iago Editor’s Note[aside] How now, Rodorigo!

117I pray you after the lieutenant, go.

[Exit Rodorigo]

montano And 'tis great pity that the noble Moor

119Should hazard such a place as his own second

Editor’s Note120With one of an engraffed infirmity.

121It were an honest action to say so

122To the Moor.

iago Not I, for this fair island!

123I do love Cassio well, and would do much

124To cure him of this evil.

Editor’s Note[Noise within]

But hark, what noise?

Enter Cassio, driving in Rodorigo

cassio 'Swounds, you rogue, you rascal!


montano What's the matter, lieutenant?

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cassio A knave teach me my duty?—I'll beat the knave into a twiggen 128bottle.


rodorigo Beat me?


cassio Dost thou prate, rogue?


montano Nay, good lieutenant, I pray you, sir, hold your hand.

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cassio Let me go, sir, or I'll knock you o'er the mazard.


montano Come, come, you're drunk.


cassio Drunk?

[They fight]

iago [to Rodorigo] Away, I say. Go out and cry a mutiny.

[Exit Rodorigo]

136Nay, good lieutenant. God's will, gentlemen!

137Help, ho! Lieutenant! Sir! Montano!

138Help, masters. Here's a goodly watch indeed.

[A bell rung]

139Who's that which rings the bell? Diablo, ho!

140The town will rise. God's will, lieutenant,

141You'll be ashamed for ever.

Enter Othello and attendants [with weapons]

othello What is the matter here?

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montano 'Swounds, I bleed still. I am hurt to th' death.—He dies!

[He attacks Cassio]
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othello Hold, for your lives!


iago Hold, ho, lieutenant, sir, Montano, gentlemen!

Editor’s Note145Have you forgot all place of sense and duty?

146Hold, the general speaks to you. Hold, for shame.


othello Why, how now, ho? From whence ariseth this?

148Are we turned Turks, and to ourselves do that

Editor’s Note149Which heaven hath forbid the Ottomites?

150For Christian shame, put by this barbarous brawl.

Editor’s Note151He that stirs next to carve for his own rage

Editor’s Note152Holds his soul light. He dies upon his motion.

Editor’s Note153Silence that dreadful bell—it frights the isle

Editor’s Note154From her propriety.

[Bell stops]

What is the matter, masters?

155Honest Iago, that looks dead with grieving,

156Speak. Who began this? On thy love I charge thee.


iago I do not know. Friends all but now, even now,

Editor’s Note158In quarter and in terms like bride and groom

159Devesting them for bed; and then but now—

Editor’s Note160As if some planet had unwitted men—

161Swords out, and tilting one at others' breasts

Editor’s Note162In opposition bloody. I cannot speak

Editor’s Note163Any beginning to this peevish odds,

164And would in action glorious I had lost

165Those legs that brought me to a part of it.


othello How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot?


cassio I pray you pardon me. I cannot speak.


othello Worthy Montano, you were wont be civil.

169The gravity and stillness of your youth

170The world hath noted, and your name is great

Editor’s Note171In mouths of wisest censure. What's the matter,

Editor’s Note172That you unlace your reputation thus,

173And spend your rich opinion for the name

174Of a night-brawler? Give me answer to it.


montano Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger.

176Your officer Iago can inform you,

Editor’s Note177While I spare speech—which something now offends me—

178Of all that I do know; nor know I aught

179By me that's said or done amiss this night,

180Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,

181And to defend ourselves it be a sin

182When violence assails us.

othello Now, by heaven,

183My blood begins my safer guides to rule,

Editor’s Note184And passion, having my best judgement collied,

pg 2145185Essays to lead the way. 'Swounds, if I stir,

Editor’s Note186Or do but lift this arm, the best of you

187Shall sink in my rebuke. Give me to know

188How this foul rout began, who set it on,

Editor’s Note189And he that is approved in this offence,

190Though he had twinned with me, both at a birth,

191Shall lose me. What, in a town of war

192Yet wild, the people's hearts brimful of fear,

Editor’s Note193To manage private and domestic quarrel

Editor’s Note194In night, and on the court and guard of safety!

195'Tis monstrous. Iago, who began't?

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montano [to Iago] If partially affined or leagued in office

197Thou dost deliver more or less than truth,

198Thou art no soldier.

iago Touch me not so near.

199I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth

200Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio.

201Yet I persuade myself to speak the truth

202Shall nothing wrong him. This it is, general.

203Montano and myself being in speech,

204There comes a fellow crying out for help,

205And Cassio following him with determined sword

Editor’s Note206To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman

207Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause.

208Myself the crying fellow did pursue,

209Lest by his clamour, as it so fell out,

Editor’s Note210The town might fall in fright. He, swift of foot,

Editor’s Note211Outran my purpose, and I returned, the rather

212For that I heard the clink and fall of swords

213And Cassio high in oath, which till tonight

214I ne'er might say before. When I came back—

215For this was brief—I found them close together

216At blow and thrust, even as again they were

217When you yourself did part them.

218More of this matter cannot I report,

219But men are men. The best sometimes forget.

220Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,

221As men in rage strike those that wish them best,

222Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received

Link 223From him that fled some strange indignity

Editor’s Note224Which patience could not pass.

othello I know, Iago,

Editor’s Note225Thy honesty and love doth mince this matter,

226Making it light to Cassio. —Cassio, I love thee,

Editor’s Note227But never more be officer of mine.

Enter Desdemona, attended

228Look if my gentle love be not raised up.

229I'll make thee an example.

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desdemona What is the matter, dear?


othello All's well, sweeting.

232Come away to bed. [To Montano] Sir, for your hurts

233Myself will be your surgeon. [To attendants] Lead him off.

[Exeunt attendants with Montano]

234Iago, look with care about the town,

Editor’s Note235And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted.—

Editor’s Note236Come, Desdemona. 'Tis the soldier's life

237To have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

[Exeunt all but Iago and Cassio]

iago What, are you hurt, lieutenant?


cassio Ay, past all surgery.


iago Marry, God forbid.


cassio Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation. 242I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. 243My reputation, Iago, my reputation.


iago As I am an honest man, I thought you had received some bodily Editor’s Note245wound. There is more sense in that than in reputation. Reputation Editor’s Note246is an idle and most false imposition, oft got without merit and lost 247without deserving. You have lost no reputation at all unless you repute Editor’s Note248yourself such a loser. What, man, there are more ways to recover Editor’s Note249the general again. You are but now cast in his mood—a punishment Editor’s Note250more in policy than in malice, even so as one would beat his offenceless 251dog to affright an imperious lion. Sue to him again, and he's yours.


cassio I will rather sue to be despised than to deceive so good a Editor’s Note238commander with so slight, so drunken, and so indiscreet an officer. Editor’s Note254Drunk, and speak parrot, and squabble? Swagger, swear, and Editor’s Note255discourse fustian with one's own shadow? O, thou invisible spirit of 256wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.


iago What was he that you followed with your sword? What had he 258done to you?


cassio I know not.


iago Is't possible?


cassio I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, 262but nothing wherefore. O God, that men should put an enemy in their Editor’s Note263mouths to steal away their brains! That we should with joy, pleasance, 264revel, and applause transform ourselves into beasts!

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iago Why, but you are now well enough. How came you thus recovered?


cassio It hath pleased the devil drunkenness to give place to the devil Editor’s Note267wrath. One unperfectness shows me another, to make me frankly 268despise myself.


iago Come, you are too severe a moraller. As the time, the place, and 270the condition of this country stands, I could heartily wish this had not 271befallen; but since it is as it is, mend it for your own good.


cassio I will ask him for my place again. He shall tell me I am a Editor’s Note273drunkard. Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop pg 2147274them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a Editor’s Note275beast! O, strange! Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient 276is a devil.

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iago Come, come. Good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well 278used. Exclaim no more against it. And, good lieutenant, I think you 279think I love you.

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cassio I have well approved it, sir.—I, drunk?


iago You or any man living may be drunk at a time, man. I tell you 282what you shall do. Our general's wife is now the general. I may say so 283in this respect, for that he hath devoted and given up himself to the Editor’s Note284contemplation, mark, and denotement of her parts and graces. 285Confess yourself freely to her. Importune her help to put you in your Editor’s Note286place again. She is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, 287she holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she is requested. Editor’s Note288This broken joint between you and her husband entreat her to splinter, Editor’s Note289and—my fortunes against any lay worth naming—this crack of your 290love shall grow stronger than it was before.


cassio You advise me well.

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iago I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness.

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cassio I think it freely, and betimes in the morning I will beseech the 294virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me. I am desperate of my fortunes 295if they check me.

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iago You are in the right. Good night, lieutenant. I must to the watch.


cassio Good night, honest Iago.

Exit Cassio

iago And what's he then that says I play the villain,

Editor’s Note299When this advice is free I give, and honest,

Editor’s Note300Probal to thinking, and indeed the course

301To win the Moor again? For 'tis most easy

Editor’s Note302Th'inclining Desdemona to subdue

Editor’s Note303In any honest suit. She's framed as fruitful

304As the free elements. And then for her

305To win the Moor, were't to renounce his baptism,

306All seals and symbols of redeemèd sin,

307His soul is so enfettered to her love

308That she may make, unmake, do what she list,

309Even as her appetite shall play the god

Editor’s Note310With his weak function. How am I then a villain,

Editor’s Note311To counsel Cassio to this parallel course

Editor’s Note312Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!

313When devils will the blackest sins put on,

Editor’s Note314They do suggest at first with heavenly shows,

315As I do now; for whiles this honest fool

316Plies Desdemona to repair his fortune,

317And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor,

pg 2148318I'll pour this pestilence into his ear:

Editor’s Note319That she repeals him for her body's lust.

320And by how much she strives to do him good

321She shall undo her credit with the Moor.

322So will I turn her virtue into pitch,

323And out of her own goodness make the net

324That shall enmesh them all.

Editor’s NoteEnter Rodorigo

How now, Rodorigo?


rodorigo I do follow here in the chase, not like a hound that hunts, but Editor’s Note326one that fills up the cry. My money is almost spent, I have been tonight Link 327exceedingly well cudgelled, and I think the issue will be I shall have 328so much experience for my pains—and so, with no money at all and a 329little more wit, return again to Venice.


iago How poor are they that have not patïence!

331What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

332Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft,

333And wit depends on dilatory time.

334Does't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee,

335And thou by that small hurt hast cashiered Cassio.

336Though other things grow fair against the sun,

337Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.

338Content thyself a while. By th' mass, 'tis morning.

339Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

340Retire thee. Go where thou art billeted.

341Away, I say. Thou shalt know more hereafter.

342Nay, get thee gone.

Exit Rodorigo

Two things are to be done.

343My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress.

344I'll set her on. Myself a while to draw the Moor apart,

Editor’s Note345And bring him jump when he may Cassio find

346Soliciting his wife. Ay, that's the way.

Editor’s Note347Dull not device by coldness and delay.


Notes Settings


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2.3.3 outsport carry revelry beyond the limits of
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2.3.7 with … earliest as early as you can
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2.3.8 my dear love Desdemona does not speak between her entrance and exit, but some productions emphasize the physicality of the relationship between bride and groom on what is effectively their wedding night.
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2.3.13 Not this hour not for an hour yet, not at this time
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2.3.14 cast dismissed
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2.3.18 game mettle, sexual ardour
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2.3.20 parley summons (a military trumpet call)
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2.3.22 alarum alarm signal, incitement
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2.3.24 stoup container holding four pints
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2.3.24–5 stoup of wine Iago may carry this, or a cup of wine, on with him when he enters.
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2.3.25 without outside
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2.3.31 craftily cunningly diluted
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2.3.32 innovation disturbance
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2.3.44 pottle-deep to the bottom of a four-pint tankard
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2.3.46 hold … distance are sensitive about their honour
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2.3.47 very elements essential substance, typical products
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2.3.48 flowing overflowing
Editor’s Note Enter … Gentlemen They must carry wine and cups, and often 'set the scene' in various ways by bringing on other properties (which may include musical instruments), establishing a festive atmosphere. The 'Gentlemen' may all be conspicuously military, and sometimes distinguish between Venetians and Cypriots.
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2.3.52 consequence … dream the event makes my dream come true
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2.3.54 rouse big drink
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2.3.57–61–7 And let … drink The song may be traditional; no earlier version is known, and the music has not survived.
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2.3.58 let me This is the 'ethical dative' case expressing a person's interest in a verb being performed without their being the subject or object of the verb.
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2.3.60 span hand-width, short space, as in Psalm 39: 'thou hast made my days as it were a span long'
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2.3.65 potting drinking
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2.3.65–6 Dane … German … Hollander all notorious drinkers
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2.3.65 swag-bellied heavily paunched
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2.3.66 to compared to
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2.3.66 drink, ho Iago usually pretends to drink more than he does. He or the others probably repeatedly refill Cassio's cup, and physically encourage him to drink.
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2.3.69 sweats not need make no effort
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2.3.69 Almain German
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2.3.72 do you justice match you in drinking the toast
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2.3.74–81 King … thee Part of a ballad popular in Shakespeare's time and referred to in Tempest (4.1.219–23)
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2.3.77 lown loon, oaf
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2.3.80 pride (in fine clothes)
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2.3.95–6 right … left Cassio often gets this wrong, or has to concentrate hard to identify which hand is which. This is just one of many opportunities for performing drunkenness hereabouts, especially by Cassio, but often including horseplay by the other men as well.
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2.3.100 set the watch mount the guard
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2.3.104 just equinox exact counterpart (like day and night at the equinox)
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2.3.110 watch the horologe a double set stay awake twice round the clock
Editor’s Note aside Sometimes the greeting is spoken aloud, with only the next line aside. Productions often block the movements to make it clear that Montano does not even see Rodorigo here.
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2.3.120 engraffed implanted, engrained
Editor’s Note Noise within (probably cries of 'Help', and/or sounds of fighting)
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2.3.127 twiggen wicker-covered
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2.3.132 mazard head (slang)
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2.3.142 He dies I will kill him
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2.3.145 all place every position
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2.3.145 sense common sense
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2.3.149 heaven … Ottomites (by destroying their fleet)
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2.3.151 carve for indulge
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2.3.152 Holds … light considers his life insignificant, doesn't care whether he lives or dies
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2.3.152 upon his motion as soon as he moves
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2.3.153 Silence … bell The alarm bell has been ringing, continuously or intermittently. Othello's imperative has been spoken with rage, irritation, or calm.
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2.3.154 propriety proper condition
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2.3.158 In quarter on good terms
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2.3.160 unwitted driven mad
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2.3.162 I cannot speak (because too drunk, or too ashamed)
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2.3.163 peevish odds senseless strife, irritable quarrelling
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2.3.171 censure judgement
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2.3.172 unlace lay open, disgrace
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2.3.177 something now offends now rather hurts
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2.3.184 collied darkened
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2.3.186 lift this arm (usually indicating or holding his sword)
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2.3.189 approved in found guilty of
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2.3.193 manage carry on
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2.3.194 on the … safety in the headquarters of the watch while on guard duty
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2.3.196 partially affined bound by partiality
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2.3.196 leagued in office confederate with your fellow officers
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2.3.206 this gentleman (indicating Montano)
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2.3.210 in fright into panic
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2.3.211 rather more quickly, sooner
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2.3.224 pass pass over
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2.3.225 mince minimize
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2.3.227 never … mine (often accompanied by some physical act of demotion, like removing Cassio's sword or insignia)
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2.3.235 silence calm
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2.3.236 Come, Desdemona This may be played to suggest, explicitly, a return to the wedding bed.
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2.3.245 sense feeling
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2.3.246 idle worthless
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2.3.246 imposition external, applied quality
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2.3.248 recover regain the favour of
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2.3.249 cast in his mood dismissed in his anger
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2.3.250 malice personal ill will
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2.3.238 slight worthless
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2.3.254 parrot nonsense
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2.3.255 fustian bombastic nonsense
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2.3.263 pleasance delight
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2.3.265 now well enough Cassio could stop behaving drunkenly at any time between the fight and this line; his regret, despair, and self-hatred in the conversation with Iago can be very moving.
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2.3.267 frankly unreservedly
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2.3.273 Hydra a mythological snake with many heads, killed by Hercules
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2.3.275 inordinate immoderate
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2.3.277 familiar friendly
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2.3.280 approved experienced
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2.3.284 denotement worship
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2.3.284 parts qualities
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2.3.286 free frank, generous
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2.3.286 apt willing
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2.3.288 splinter put in splints (to help heal)
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2.3.289 lay wager
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2.3.292 protest declare
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2.3.293 betimes early
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2.3.296 lieutenant Iago's emphasis on the title that Cassio has just lost (as at 238 and 278) may make Cassio wince, or otherwise react.
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2.3.299 free frank, guileless
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2.3.300 Probal probable
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2.3.302 subdue persuade
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2.3.303 fruitful generous
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2.3.310 function exercise of faculties
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2.3.311–2 parallel course| Directly course directly parallel, conformable
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2.3.312 Divinity theology
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2.3.314 suggest tempt
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2.3.319 repeals tries to get him restored
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2.3.324.1 Rodorigo often limping, or bleeding, or rubbing his back, or with torn clothes
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2.3.326 cry pack
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2.3.345 jump exactly
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2.3.345 when at the moment when
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2.3.347 device plotting
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