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    Othello
    Othello
    Othello
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    Othello

    By William Shakespeare

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    Othello, The Moor of Venice is a tragedy by William Shakespeare based on the short story "Moor of Venice" by Cinthio, believed to have been written in approximately 1603. The work revolves around four central characters: Othello, his wife Desdemona, his lieutenant Cassio, and his trusted advisor Iago. Attesting to its enduring popularity, the play appeared in 7 editions between 1622 and 1705. Because of its varied themes — racism, love, jealousy and betrayal — it remains relevant to the present day and is often performed in professional and community theatres alike. The play has also been the basis for numerous operatic, film and literary adaptations.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWilliam Shakespeare
    Release dateApr 27, 2016
    ISBN9786050426533
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    William Shakespeare

    William Shakespeare is widely regarded as the greatest playwright the world has seen. He produced an astonishing amount of work; 37 plays, 154 sonnets, and 5 poems. He died on 23rd April 1616, aged 52, and was buried in the Holy Trinity Church, Stratford.

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      Othello - William Shakespeare

      Exeunt

      SCENE II. Another street.

      Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches

      IAGO

      Though in the trade of war I have slain men,

      Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience

      To do no contrived murder: I lack iniquity

      Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times

      I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs.

      OTHELLO

      'Tis better as it is.

      IAGO

      Nay, but he prated,

      And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms

      Against your honour

      That, with the little godliness I have,

      I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir,

      Are you fast married? Be assured of this,

      That the magnifico is much beloved,

      And hath in his effect a voice potential

      As double as the duke's: he will divorce you;

      Or put upon you what restraint and grievance

      The law, with all his might to enforce it on,

      Will give him cable.

      OTHELLO

      Let him do his spite:

      My services which I have done the signiory

      Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,—

      Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,

      I shall promulgate—I fetch my life and being

      From men of royal siege, and my demerits

      May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune

      As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago,

      But that I love the gentle Desdemona,

      I would not my unhoused free condition

      Put into circumscription and confine

      For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond?

      IAGO

      Those are the raised father and his friends:

      You were best go in.

      OTHELLO

      Not I I must be found:

      My parts, my title and my perfect soul

      Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

      IAGO

      By Janus, I think no.

      Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches

      OTHELLO

      The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.

      The goodness of the night upon you, friends!

      What is the news?

      CASSIO

      The duke does greet you, general,

      And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,

      Even on the instant.

      OTHELLO

      What is the matter, think you?

      CASSIO

      Something from Cyprus as I may divine:

      It is a business of some heat: the galleys

      Have sent a dozen sequent messengers

      This very night at one another's heels,

      And many of the consuls, raised and met,

      Are at the duke's already: you have been

      hotly call'd for;

      When, being not at your lodging to be found,

      The senate hath sent about three several guests

      To search you out.

      OTHELLO

      'Tis well I am found by you.

      I will but spend a word here in the house,

      And go with you.

      Exit

      CASSIO

      Ancient, what makes he here?

      IAGO

      'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:

      If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

      CASSIO

      I do not understand.

      IAGO

      He's married.

      CASSIO

      To who?

      Re-enter OTHELLO

      IAGO

      Marry, to—Come, captain, will you go?

      OTHELLO

      Have with you.

      CASSIO

      Here comes another troop to seek for you.

      IAGO

      It is Brabantio. General, be advised;

      He comes to bad intent.

      Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons

      OTHELLO

      Holla! stand there!

      RODERIGO

      Signior, it is the Moor.

      BRABANTIO

      Down with him, thief!

      They draw on both sides

      IAGO

      You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you.

      OTHELLO

      Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.

      Good signior, you shall more command with years

      Than with your weapons.

      BRABANTIO

      O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?

      Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her;

      For I'll refer me to all things of sense,

      If she in chains of magic were not bound,

      Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy,

      So opposite to marriage that she shunned

      The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,

      Would ever have, to incur a general mock,

      Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom

      Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight.

      Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense

      That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,

      Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals

      That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on;

      'Tis probable and palpable to thinking.

      I therefore apprehend and do attach thee

      For an abuser of the world, a practiser

      Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.

      Lay hold upon him: if he do resist,

      Subdue him at his peril.

      OTHELLO

      Hold your hands,

      Both you of my inclining, and the rest:

      Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it

      Without a prompter. Where will you that I go

      To answer this your charge?

      BRABANTIO

      To prison, till fit time

      Of law and course of direct session

      Call thee to answer.

      OTHELLO

      What if I do obey?

      How may the duke be therewith satisfied,

      Whose messengers are here about my side,

      Upon some present business of the state

      To bring me to him?

      First Officer

      'Tis true, most worthy signior;

      The duke's in council and your noble self,

      I am sure, is sent for.

      BRABANTIO

      How! the duke in council!

      In this time of the night! Bring him away:

      Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself,

      Or any of my brothers of the state,

      Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;

      For if such actions may have passage free,

      Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.

      Exeunt

      SCENE III. A council-chamber.

      The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers attending

      DUKE OF VENICE

      There is no composition in these news

      That gives them credit.

      First Senator

      Indeed, they are disproportion'd;

      My letters say a hundred and seven galleys.

      DUKE OF VENICE

      And mine, a hundred and forty.

      Second Senator

      And mine, two hundred:

      But though they jump not on a just account,—

      As in these cases, where the aim reports,

      'Tis oft with difference—yet do they all confirm

      A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus.

      DUKE OF VENICE

      Nay, it is possible enough to judgment:

      I do not so secure me in the error,

      But the main article I do approve

      In fearful sense.

      Sailor

      [Within] What, ho! what, ho! what, ho!

      First Officer

      A messenger from the galleys.

      Enter a Sailor

      DUKE OF VENICE

      Now, what's the business?

      Sailor

      The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes;

      So was I bid report here to the state

      By Signior Angelo.

      DUKE OF VENICE

      How say you by this change?

      First Senator

      This cannot be,

      By no assay of reason: 'tis a pageant,

      To keep us in false gaze. When we consider

      The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk,

      And let ourselves again but understand,

      That as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,

      So may he with more facile question bear it,

      For that it stands not in such warlike brace,

      But altogether lacks the abilities

      That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we make thought of this,

      We must not think the Turk is so unskilful

      To leave that latest which concerns him first,

      Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain,

      To wake and wage a danger profitless.

      DUKE OF VENICE

      Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes.

      First Officer

      Here is more news.

      Enter a Messenger

      Messenger

      The Ottomites, reverend and gracious,

      Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes,

      Have there injointed them with an after fleet.

      First

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