Othello - Act 5
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- Othello - Act 5
- Bianca
- O my dear Cassio! My sweet Cassio! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio!
- Gratiano
- He hath killed his wife
- All that’s spoke is marred
- Lodovico
- Fall’n in the practice of a damned slave
- Myself will straight aboard, and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate
- Montano
- I’ll after that same villain For ‘tis a damned slave
- Cassio
- For he was great of heart
- Roderigo
- I have no great devotion to the deed, And yet he hath given me satisfying reasons.
- O damned Iago! O inhuman dog!
- Emilia
- “E: O, fie upon thee, strumpet!B: I am no strumpet, but of life as honest As you that thus abuse meE: As i? Foh! Fie upon thee!”
- O, the more angel she, And you the blacker devil!
- My husband? x5
- Villainy, villainy, villainy!O Villainy!O villainy, villainy!
- Perchance, Iago, I will ne’er go home
- I found by fortune and did give my husband
- Ay, ay. O, lay me by my mistress’ side
- ‘Willow, willow, willow.’
- Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor
- Desdemona
- Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip? Some bloody passion shakes you very frame
- Lord have mercy on me!
- “O: Peace, and be still!D: I will, so. What’s the matter?”
- “D: Alas, he is betrayed, and I undone!O: Out, strumpet! Weep’st thou for him to my face?”
- “D: Kill me tomorrow; let me live tonight!O: Nay, if you strive – D: But half an hour!O: Being done, there is no pause” etc.
- D: O Lord, Lord, Lord – (He smothers her)
- Nobody; I myself. Farewell; Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell!
- Othello
- Thy bed, lust-stained, shall with lust’s blood be spotted
- My wife, my wife: what wife? I have no wife
- ‘Twas I that killed her
- A thousand times committed
- O curse, cursed slave! Whip me, ye devils
- O Desdemon! Dead Desdemon: dead! O, O!
- ‘tis happiness to die
- I have done the state some service, and they know’t
- speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme
- Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by th’throat the circumcised dog, And smote him
- Killing myself, to die upon a kiss
- It is the cause x3
- Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow And smooth as monumental alabaster
- O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword!
- I can again thy former light restore Should i rent me; but once put out thy light... I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume
- Iago
- No, he must die. Be’t so
- I do suspect this trash To be a party in this injury
- Emilia, run you to the citadel, And tell my lord
- This is the night That either makes me or fordoes me quite
- I told him what I thought, and told no more
- Demand me nothing: what you know, you know; From this time forth, I never will speak word
- (All to Emilia) Go to, charm your tongueGet you homeZounds! Hold your peace”Villainous whore!Filth, thou liest
- Bianca
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