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  • Title: Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
  • Editor: Donald Bailey
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-466-0

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Donald Bailey
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    Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)

    The Moore of Venice.

    And stood within the blanke of his displeasure,
    2285For my free speech: you must a while be patient,
    What I can doe I will, and more I will
    Then for my selfe I dare, let that suffice you.
    Iag. Is my Lord angry?
    Em. He went hence but now,
    2290And certainely in strange vnquietnesse.
    Iag. Can he be angry? I haue seene the Cannon,
    When it hath blowne his rankes into the ayre;
    And (like the Diuell) from his very arme,
    Puft his owne brother, and can he be angry?
    2295Something of moment then: I will goe meete him,
    There's matter in't indeed, if he be angry.
    Desd. I preethee do so: something sure of State,
    Either from Venice, or some vnhatcht practice,
    Made demonstrable here in Cypres to him,
    2300Hath pudled his cleere spirit, and in such cases
    Mens natures wrangle with inferior things,
    Tho great ones are the obiect,
    Tis euen so: for let our finger ake,
    And it endues our other heathfull members,
    Euen to that sence of paine; nay, we must thinke,
    2305Men are not gods,
    Nor of them looke for such obseruances
    As fits the Bridall: beshrew me much Emillia,
    I was (vnhandsome, warrior as I am)
    Arraigning his vnkindnesse with my soule;
    2310But now I finde, I had subbornd the witnesse,
    And hee's indited falsly.
    Em. Pray heauen it be State matters, as you thinke,
    And no conception, nor no iealous toy
    Concerning you.
    2315Desd. Alas the day, I neuer gaue him cause.
    Em. But iealous soules will not be answered so,
    They are not euer iealous for the cause,
    But iealous for they are iealous: tis a monster,
    Begot vpon it selfe, borne on it selfe.
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