Critics Quotations for Othello

Critical quotations on Shakespeare's Othello 

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Three great ones of the city / In personal suit...
I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.
a bombast circumstance
Horribly stuffed with epithets of war
a great arithmetician...
A fellow almost damned in a fair wife
That never set a squadron in the field...
the bookish theoric...
Mere prattle without practice / Is all his soldiership...
This countercaster...
his Moorship's ancient
Preferment goes by letter and affection
And not by old gradation
I follow him to serve my turn upon him.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly followed.
kneecrooking knave
shows of service
Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago.
In following him I follow but myself
not I for love and duty
But seeming so, for my peculiar end
I am not what I am.
the thicklips
poison his delight.
Plague him with flies!
Awake, what ho, Brabantio! Thieves, thieves, thieves!
Look to your house, your daughter and your bags!
Thieves! Thieves!
Zounds, sir, you're robbed!
An old black ram / Is tupping your white ewe!

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What tell'st me of robbing? This is Venice:
My house is not a grange.
You'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse...
Your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor...
Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes
In an extravagant and wheeling stranger
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So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation
the sooty bosom/ of such a thing as thou? To fear, not to delight...
thou hast practised on her with foul charms
Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
A practiser / Of arts inhibited
Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
Without a prompter.…read more

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Do grow beneath their shoulders
With hasty dispatch
She'd come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs
She swore 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful
Upon this hint I spake.
She loved me for the dangers I had passed
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This is the only witchcraft I have used
I think this tale would win my daughter too.…read more

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We have reason to cool our raging motions.
It is merely a lust of the blood.
Put money in thy purse.
These Moors are changeable in their wills
She must change for youth
A frail vow betwixt an erring Barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian
I hate the Moor
There are many events in the womb of time, which will be delivered.
For my sport and profit
it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sheets
He's done my office. I know not if't be true...…read more

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I am not merry but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.
To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.
You may relish him more in the soldier than in the scholar.
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.…read more

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I fear Cassio with my nightcap too
Practising on his peace and quiet / Even to madness.
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking
The lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient.
Is he often thus?
'Tis evermore the prologue to his sleep.
Away I say, go out and cry a mutiny.…read more

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They do suggest at first with heavenly shows
As I do now.
I'll pour the pestilence into his ear
So will I turn her virtue into pitch
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.
I have been tonight exceedingly well cudgelled.
Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft.
Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.
I never knew / A Florentine more kind and honest.
I'll intermingle everything he does / With Cassio's suit.…read more

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For she had eyes and chose me.
I'll see before I doubt, when I doubt, prove
I speak not yet of proof:
Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio
In Venice they do let Gd see the pranks
They dare not show their husbands
She did deceive her father, marrying you
And when she seemed to shake and fear your looks
She loved them most.
I am bound to thee for ever.…read more

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Are to the jealous confirmations strong
As proofs of holy writ
The Moor already changes with my poison
Not poppy nor mandragora
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday.
Avaunt, be gone, thou hast set me on the rack!
O now for ever
Farewell the tranquil mind, farewell content!
Farewell the plumed troops and the big wars
That makes ambition virtue!
Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war!
Othello's occupation's gone.…read more


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