Othello Quotes

Even now, now, very now, an old black ram/Is tupping your white ewe (p.13) Iago
Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them (p.25) Othello
Rude I am in speech,/ And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace;/ For since these arms of mine had seven years’ pith/ Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used/ Their dearest action in the tented field (p.35) Othello
Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,/ She’d come again, and with greedy ear/ Devour my discourse. (p.39) Othello
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone/ is the next way to draw new mischeif on. (p.43) Duke
Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see;/ She has deceived her father, and may thee Brabantio
I know my price; I am worth no worse place (p.7) Iago
She is abused, stol’n from me, and corrupted. (p.33) Brabantio
I am hitherto your daughter. But here’s my husband. (p.41) Desdemona
I will incontinently drown myself. (p.49) Roderigo
You are pictures out of doors,/ Bells in your parlors, wildcats in your kitchens,/ Saints in your injuries, devils being offended,/ Players in your housewifery, and huswives in your beds. (p.67) Iago
Do not doubt, Cassio,/ But I will have my lord and you again/ As friendly as you were (p.117) Desdemona
Men should be what they seem;/ Or those that be not, would they might seem none! (p.127) Iago
But jealous souls will not be answered so;/ They are not ever jealous for the cause,/ But jealous for they’re jealous. ‘Tis a monster/ Begot upon itself, born on itself. (p.163) Emilia
Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom./ If any wretch have put this in your head,/ Let heaven requite it with a serpent’s curse! (p.193) Emilia
This is a subtle whor,e/ A closet lock and key of villainous secrets;/ And she’ll kneel and pray; I have seen her do’t. (p.193) Othello
Faith, I have heard too much; for your words and performances are no kin together. (p.207) Roderigo
This is the night/ that either makes me or fordoes me quite. (p235) Iago
O, the more angel she,/ And you the blacker devil! (p.247) Emilia
I look down towards his feet- but that’s a fable./ If thou be’st a devil, I cannot kill thee. (p.259) Othello

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