That death's unnatural that kills for loving. Against the Moor: for, I do know, the state. The duke's in council and your noble self. Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own; For if such actions may have passage free. If thou be'st valiant,-- as, they say, base, men being in love have then a nobility in their, natures more than is native to them--list me. Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter: My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; And bring him jump when he may Cassio find. Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed; God be wi' you; take mine office. Though I perchance am vicious in my guess. who is't that cried? how now! Put money in thy, purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thy favour with, an usurped beard; I say, put money in thy purse. Must be to loathe her. Soft; by and by. Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd: Poor Desdemona! Act 1, Scene 3: A council-chamber. Than twenty times your stop: but, O vain boast! O Cassio, Cassio, Cassio! That men must lay their murders on your neck. It is notable that Brabantio ends his lines, and the scene as well, with a rhyming … A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, What was he that you followed with your sword? I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain. That I was cast: and even but now he spake. Notes: _____ _____ _____ Act II, Scene 3 Iago and Cassio are on the watch together; Iago gets Cassio to drink a bit, knowing that he cannot hold his liquor at all. And for Cassio, let me be his undertaker: you, Something from Venice, sure. And, for I know thou'rt full of love and honesty. Help! Meet me by and by at the citadel: I must fetch his necessaries ashore. What is the reason of this terrible summons? That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit: And I dare think he'll prove to Desdemona. Remove your thought; it doth abuse your bosom. Let housewives make a skillet of my helm. Great Jove, Othello guard. I will indeed no longer endure, it, nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace what, 'Faith, I have heard too much, for your words and, With nought but truth. I have lost the immortal part of. merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself? Thanks, you the valiant of this warlike isle, That so approve the Moor! The devil their virtue tempts, and they tempt heaven. This is some minx's token, and I must take out the, work? There's many a beast then in a populous city, Think every bearded fellow that's but yoked, May draw with you: there's millions now alive. So, shall you have a shorter journey to your desires by, the means I shall then have to prefer them; and the, impediment most profitably removed, without the. No, Iago; I'll see before I doubt; when I doubt, prove; And on the proof, there is no more but this,--, I am glad of it; for now I shall have reason, To show the love and duty that I bear you. Oh, let the heavens Give him defense against the elements, For I have lost him on a dangerous sea. Summary and Analysis Act II: Scene 2 Summary The herald reads a proclamation declaring a night of general festivities to celebrate both the destruction of the Turkish fleet and Othello's recent marriage. If't be your pleasure and most wise consent. what villains have done this? And give direction: and do but see his vice; The one as long as the other: 'tis pity of him. Potations pottle-deep; and he's to watch: Three lads of Cyprus, noble swelling spirits. To win the Moor--were't to renounce his baptism. O, 'tis the spite of hell, the fiend's arch-mock. The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife. What shall we hear of this? For mine own part,--no offence to the general, nor, Ay, but, by your leave, not before me; the, lieutenant is to be saved before the ancient. how am I false? O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles. Is come on shore: the Moor himself at sea. Othello Act 3 Questions | Study.com From a general summary to chapter O she deceives me. Cry 'O sweet creature!' Scene 2. then shall I bleed to death. I'll beat the knave into a twiggen bottle. By heaven, I do not, I do not, gentlemen. Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. Of her own clime, complexion, and degree, Whereto we see in all things nature tends--. Do but encave yourself. Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, To try me with affliction; had they rain'd. Which at the first are scarce found to distaste. [Within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear: Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer. That nor my service past, nor present sorrows. Would you, the supervisor, grossly gape on--. More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric. Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,--. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter? Being strong on both sides, are equivocal: But words are words; I never yet did hear. Race in Othello Student worksheets Page 2 of 4 2 Task 2 – A secret marriage Act 1, Scene 1. Act 1 Scene 2 Iago tells Othello that Brabantio knows about his marriage and ‘spoke such scurvy and provoking terms against your honour’ but Othello dismisses this and says ‘let him do his spite’. Much will be seen in that. Sweet Bianca. Spotted with strawberries in your wife's hand? Why, how now, ho! And I--God bless the mark!--his Moorship's ancient. Alas, he faints! And have their palates both for sweet and sour, As husbands have. Othello in modern English: Act 2, Scene 1: Montano, the young governor of Cyprus, was looking out of a window of his quarters in the castle. what noise? Swords out, and tilting one at other's breast. Heaven keep that monster from Othello's mind! O, my good lord, yonder's foul murders done! I pray you, bring me on the way a little. Which I have here recover'd from the Moor: Come, guard the door without; let him not pass. But for my sport and profit. Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak: For thou hast kill'd the sweetest innocent. Of here and every where. Thou know'st we work by wit, and not by witchcraft; Does't not go well? Look to your house, your daughter and your bags! May unfold me to him; there stand I in much peril: No, he must die. Even to madness. So, farewell. That may offend the isle.--But here they come: My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream. what lights come yond? That thou hast practised on her with foul charms, Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals. Quite in the wrong. Some cogging, cozening slave, to get some office. Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys, As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross. It is notable that Brabantio ends his lines, and the scene as well, with a rhyming … Before we parted. Receive it from me. The Moor hath kill'd my mistress! I would not kill thy soul. 4. 'Tis a shrewd doubt, though it be but a dream. Nonetheless, Brabantio frames his condemnation of Othello as a broader act of justice. Look, if my gentle love be not raised up! Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not, Nor to comply with heat--the young affects. Now, sir, this granted,--as it is a most, pregnant and unforced position--who stands so, eminent in the degree of this fortune as Cassio, conscionable than in putting on the mere form of, civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing. Detailed quotes explanations with page numbers for every important quote on the site. importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet. 'tis a lost fear; Now, how dost thou look now? If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love. Shapes faults that are not--that your wisdom yet, Would take no notice, nor build yourself a trouble. We will have more. they belie her. They do discharge their shot of courtesy: And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived. He turns it down, stating that he does not drink, and then summons the married couple. Shall she come in? Good faith, how foolish are our minds! Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature. By the mass, 'tis morning; Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. Montano, the governor of Cyprus talks with a gentleman about the end of the Turkish wars and of the Venetian victory by the brave and gallant Othello.They speak of him highly and rush to the seaside to greet him. Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! SCENE II. Now he denies it faintly, and laughs it out. What! To beggarly divorcement--love him dearly. But so: I hear him coming. Act 1, Scene 1: Venice.A street. A fine woman! Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on. In this time of the night! I am for it, lieutenant; and I'll do you justice. What tell'st thou me of robbing? This counter-caster Virtue! What, are you mad? Farewell the tranquil mind! There's one gone to the harbour? In mine own comforts. But that my coat is better than thou know'st. I will go seek him. To atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio. If you think fit, or that it may be done, Give me advantage of some brief discourse, I will bestow you where you shall have time. And yet she'll kneel and pray; I have seen her do't. Blow me about in winds! Look you, Cassio and my husband! Or feed upon such nice and waterish diet. But, masters, here's money for you: and the general, so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's, If you have any music that may not be heard, to't, again: but, as they say to hear music the general. give satiety a fresh appetite, loveliness in favour, sympathy in years, manners and beauties; all which, the Moor is defective in: now, for want of these, required conveniences, her delicate tenderness will. And little bless'd 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. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant. Because we come to, do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll. swear? Cassio's my worthy friend--. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature. O heavy ignorance! Out of self-bounty, be abused; look to't: In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks, They dare not show their husbands; their best conscience. For even her folly help'd her to an heir. Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons. Line-by-line modern translations of every Shakespeare play and poem. My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago. The jewels you have had from me to, deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a, votarist: you have told me she hath received them, and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden. For 'tis most easy, In any honest suit: she's framed as fruitful. He plans to corrupt Othello’s thoughts. Our summary works through Act 2 scene-by-scene to guide you through the complex plot that drives Shakespeare’s Othello. Let the devil and his dam haunt you! Rot half a grain a day! Something of moment then: I will go meet him: There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry. Made to write 'whore' upon? Upon a soldier's thigh: I have seen the day. Does challenge much respect. Do it not with poison, strangle her in her bed, even. Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord. thy discreet heart think it. She must. This to hear. Trust me, I could do much,--. What needs this iteration, woman? Their dearest action in the tented field. I say thy husband: dost understand the word? So, get thee gone; good night Ate eyes do itch; I have heard it said so. I know a lady in Venice would have walked barefoot. Now art thou my lieutenant. Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful. and squabble? (Othello; Emilia; Desdemona; Roderigo; Iago) Othello questions Emilia, who swears that there is nothing between Desdemona and Cassio, but Othello refuses to believe her. SCENE 2. All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head. Pride, pomp and circumstance of glorious war! Come, come; Lend me a light. [Singing] I call'd my love false love; but what. Rude am I in my speech. Forth, my sword: he dies. I do not know: friends all but now, even now, In quarter, and in terms like bride and groom, Devesting them for bed; and then, but now--. I give thee warrant of thy place: assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it. Their purposes toward Cyprus. All's well now, sweeting; come away to bed. But I'll set down the pegs that make this music, News, friends; our wars are done, the Turks. Lie with her! Perdition catch my soul. Hark, how these instruments summon to supper! With that which he hath drunk to-night already. He hath, my lord; but be you well assured. To cure him of this evil--But, hark! What is Iago's complaint in Scene I? Act 1, scene 3. O mistress, villany hath made mocks with love. Well, what is it? Prithee, tonight. We say lie on her, when. If wives do fall: say that they slack their duties. 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you; For I attend here: but I'll see you soon. And not their appetites! 'Faith, that's with watching; 'twill away again: Let me but bind it hard, within this hour. For this slave. So would not I my love doth so approve him, That even his stubbornness, his cheques, his frowns--. For 'twas that hand that gave away my heart. I think it freely; and betimes in the morning I will. As like enough it will--I'ld have it copied: Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time. Roderigo. Come on assay. Othello Act 2 Scene 1 Extract analysis help Slideshare uses cookies to improve functionality and performance, and to provide you with relevant advertising. I prithee, speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is, persuaded I will marry her, out of her own love and. 'Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her. And, good lieutenant, I think you think I love you. What he might be: if what he might he is not, 'Faith, that was not so well; yet would I knew. Cassio, may you suspect. Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, I took you for that cunning whore of Venice. Cyprus. The law, with all his might to enforce it on, My services which I have done the signiory, Shall out-tongue his complaints. Ply Desdemona well, and you are sure on't. Of love, of worldly matters and direction. To wrong'd Othello's service! Some can dance, some can make bonfires—everyone can find whatever enjoyment he likes best. Where will you that I go. You are welcome, sir, to Cyprus.--Goats and monkeys! Find a summary of this and each chapter of Othello! I cannot say 'whore:', To do the act that might the addition earn. Do you go back dismay'd? I prithee, good Iago. View othello act 2 questions.pdf from ENGL 203 at University of Calgary. Scene 1. When I came back--. While I spare speech, which something now. Is all his soldiership. Sir, there is especial commission come from Venice, Is that true? this is Venice; 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not, serve God, if the devil bid you. To you, preferring you before her father. O perjured woman! You shall by that perceive him and his means: Note, if your lady strain his entertainment. He also declares his marriage in public and everyone in the isle of Cyprus is asked to rejoice. Ay, let her rot, and perish, and be damned to-night; for she shall not live: no, my heart is turned to, stone; I strike it, and it hurts my hand. More tedious than the dial eight score times? There are many. Act 1, Scene 2: Another street. For the fair devil. Note table to guide students in their analysis of this key conversation. And your unblest fate hies: strumpet, I come. Act 1, scene 2. Find a summary of this and each chapter of Othello! Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor. I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. Do not learn, of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. Good signior, you shall more command with years. I have looked upon the world for four, times seven years; and since I could distinguish, betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man, that knew how to love himself. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow. of his Desdemona; who let us not therefore blame: he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and. A hall in the castle. whose noise is this that ones on murder? To have their balmy slumbers waked with strife. Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven. Patience, I say; your mind perhaps may change. Every inordinate cup is. For sure, he fills it up with great ability. hanged, and then to confess.--I tremble at it. If there be cords, or knives. If it were now to die. That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs: In sleep I heard him say 'Sweet Desdemona. Ah balmy breath, that dost almost persuade. Othello is unfairly defined in Brabantio’s eyes by the negative reputation of ‘Moors’ for lasciviousness and witchcraft (Act 1 Scenes 2 & 3) Cassio’s one episode of drunkenness is manipulated by Iago to tar his whole conduct so that Montano believes it is ‘an ingraft infirmity’ (Act 2 Scene 3) But to be free and bounteous to her mind: And heaven defend your good souls, that you think, I will your serious and great business scant, For she is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys, Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness. We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; But if you know not this, my manners tell me, We have your wrong rebuke. Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay, Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,'. He's that he is: I may not breathe my censure. If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her, patent to offend; for, if it touch not you, it comes, Get me some poison, Iago; this night: I'll not, expostulate with her, lest her body and beauty. on thy love, I charge thee. Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other time. The Moor's abused by some most villanous knave. How do you now, lieutenant? She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. That hast such noble sense of thy friend's wrong! Sir, would she give you so much of her lips. Honest Iago, that look'st dead with grieving. Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes. Yet, 'tis the plague of great ones; Prerogatived are they less than the base; Even then this forked plague is fated to us. murder! Yours by this hand: and to see how he prizes the, foolish woman your wife! To kiss and talk to. Well, I may chance to see you; for I would very fain. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. O, these men, these men! And when I told thee he was of my counsel, In my whole course of wooing, thou criedst 'Indeed!'. change for youth: when she is sated with his body, she will find the error of her choice: she must, have change, she must: therefore put money in thy, purse. Roderigo! All Acts are listed on the Othello text page, or linked to from the bottom of this page.. ACT 2. The immortal Jove's dead clamours counterfeit. What said she to you? Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report? And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Do well thrive by them and when they have lined. It is Othello’s pleasure, our noble and valiant general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived, importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet, everyman put himself into triumph: some to dance, some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and revels his addiction leads him. Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen. Emilia, come. This honest creature doubtless. Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor; So come my soul to bliss, as I speak true; It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper:--. How am I then a villain. How now, my sweet Bianca! What place? A street. I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you. If you will watch his going thence, which. How comes it, Michael, you are thus forgot? For, sir. Or those that be not, would they might seem none! then murder's out of tune. Drunk? Nay, good lieutenant,--alas, gentlemen;--. Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being, May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune. Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land; A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them. Ed. But, sith I am enter'd in this cause so far. Holds his soul light; he dies upon his motion. my wife! Sir, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon: And silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. In mouths of wisest censure: what's the matter. and lovers' absent hours. no watch? that handkerchief thou speak'st of. Comes from my love. And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath. The voice of Cassio: Iago keeps his word. Here he comes: Poor Cassio's smiles, gestures and light behavior. Of a night-brawler? I know not that; but such a handkerchief--, I am sure it was your wife's--did I to-day. I think my wife be honest and think she is not; I think that thou art just and think thou art not. when these, mutualities so marshal the way, hard at hand comes, the master and main exercise, the incorporate, conclusion, Pish! [Aside to RODERIGO] Away, I say; go out, and cry a mutiny. Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul; And such a one do I profess myself. To the last article: my lord shall never rest; I'll watch him tame and talk him out of patience; His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift; With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio; Nothing, my lord: or if--I know not what. would it not make one weep? A bedchamber in the castle: DESDEMONA in bed asleep; a light burning. You or any man living may be drunk! crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before. Herald : It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant : general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived, ... Explanatory Notes for Act 2, Scene 2. Who's there? O villainous! What you would ask me, that I should deny. He did, from first to last: why dost thou ask? Which lead directly to the door of truth. I'll love no friend, sith love breeds such offence. That my disports corrupt and taint my business. Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. This was her first remembrance from the Moor: Woo'd me to steal it; but she so loves the token. The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife. Come, Desdemona, Do thou meet me presently at the harbour. After new fancies: she, dying, gave it me; And bid me, when my fate would have me wive. No more of that. One more, and this the last: So sweet was ne'er so fatal. That this is from some mistress, some remembrance: I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber. Bless the. Act 1, Scene 1: Venice.A street. In a seaport in Cyprus, Montano and few gentlemen are wondering about the strong wind which just blew through the sea and how it must’ve dispersed the Turkish fleet. and the grace of heaven. There was a huge storm in Cyprus where the Turks were going to attack. CASSIO Thanks, you brave men who defend this island and respect Othello. And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats. Now, by yond marble heaven. Alas, Iago, my lord hath so bewhored her. Othello Act 2, Scene 1: "Cyprus. help! Buys herself bread and clothes: it is a creature, That dotes on Cassio; as 'tis the strumpet's plague. Do not doubt, Cassio. a customer! Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy. So hangs, and lolls, and weeps upon me; so hales. then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician. Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse, Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor, Is true of mind and made of no such baseness, Who, he? O my soul's joy! Call up my brother. And he shall our commission bring to you; With such things else of quality and respect, With what else needful your good grace shall think. Iago then meets … From the possession of this heavenly sight! Prithee, bear some. By debitor and creditor: this counter-caster. It was his bidding: therefore, good Emilia,. Hark, canst thou hear me? To be call'd whore? That done, I will be walking on the works; This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't? I am glad thy father's dead: Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief. Let it not gall your patience, good Iago, That I extend my manners; 'tis my breeding. and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. I protest, in the sincerity of love and honest kindness. To knot and gender in! who keeps her company? GENERAL REVIEW QUESTIONS 1. And, to the advantage, I, being here, took't up. I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. Awake the snorting citizens with the bell. never tell me; I take it much unkindly. Yet, by your gracious patience. help! Why, It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and. you have done well. Othello announces a celebration due to the total destruction of the Turkish fleet. He thought 'twas witchcraft--but I am much to blame; I see this hath a little dash'd your spirits. If I court moe women, you'll couch with moe men! Lay down my soul at stake: if you think other. thou hast done a deed--. Nobody come? It is now high suppertime, and the night grows. I have done the state some service, and they know't. If any wretch have put this in your head. Not this hour, lieutenant; 'tis not yet ten o' the, clock. Come, stand not amazed at it, but go along with, me; I will show you such a necessity in his death, that you shall think yourself bound to put it on, him. I will fashion to fall out between twelve and one, you may take him at your pleasure: I will be near, to second your attempt, and he shall fall between, us. To leave that latest which concerns him first. Now, 'mongst this flock of drunkards. Word Count: 1226. Which they dare swear peculiar: your case is better. What, keep a week away? Some bloody passion shakes your very frame: These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope, That handkerchief which I so loved and gave thee. O thou dull Moor! Iago asks Othello whether he is properly married, warning that he is at risk from Brabantio and needs everything to be as legal as possible. 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