Shakespeare's Tragedy of Othello, the Moor of VeniceHarper & brothers, 1879 - 214 pagina's |
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Pagina 79
... lago . What was he that you followed with your sword ? What had he done to you ? Cassio . I know not . Iago . Is ' t possible ? 266 Cassio . I remember a mass of things , but nothing distinct- ly ; a quarrel , but nothing wherefore ...
... lago . What was he that you followed with your sword ? What had he done to you ? Cassio . I know not . Iago . Is ' t possible ? 266 Cassio . I remember a mass of things , but nothing distinct- ly ; a quarrel , but nothing wherefore ...
Pagina 135
... lago . He , he , ' t is he .— [ A chair brought in . ] O , that ' s well said ; the chair . Some good man bear him carefully from hence ; I'll fetch the general's surgeon .- [ To Bianca ] For you , mis- tress , o ' the air.- 100 Save ...
... lago . He , he , ' t is he .— [ A chair brought in . ] O , that ' s well said ; the chair . Some good man bear him carefully from hence ; I'll fetch the general's surgeon .- [ To Bianca ] For you , mis- tress , o ' the air.- 100 Save ...
Pagina 148
... Killing myself , to die upon a kiss . [ Falls on the bed , and dies . Cassio . This did I fear , but thought he had no weapon ; For he was great of heart . 361 Lodovico . [ To Lago ] O Spartan dog , 148 OTHELLO , THE MOOR OF VENICE .
... Killing myself , to die upon a kiss . [ Falls on the bed , and dies . Cassio . This did I fear , but thought he had no weapon ; For he was great of heart . 361 Lodovico . [ To Lago ] O Spartan dog , 148 OTHELLO , THE MOOR OF VENICE .
Pagina 149
William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Lodovico . [ To Lago ] O Spartan dog , More fell than anguish , hunger , or the sea ! Look on the tragic loading of this bed ; This is thy work : the object poisons sight ; Let it be hid ...
William Shakespeare William James Rolfe. Lodovico . [ To Lago ] O Spartan dog , More fell than anguish , hunger , or the sea ! Look on the tragic loading of this bed ; This is thy work : the object poisons sight ; Let it be hid ...
Pagina 177
... Lago , dallying with unhallowed suggestions , and presenting them to the thought of the man whom he hopes to corrupt and sway to his purpose ; while the imagination of even the sensualist , Cassio , is held within bounds by the more ...
... Lago , dallying with unhallowed suggestions , and presenting them to the thought of the man whom he hopes to corrupt and sway to his purpose ; while the imagination of even the sensualist , Cassio , is held within bounds by the more ...
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1st folio 1st quarto 3d quartos beseech Bianca blood Brabantio Clarke Clown Coll Cymb Cyprus Desdemona devil Dost thou doth Duke early eds edition Emilia Enter OTHELLO Exeunt Exit faith Famagusta Farewell favour folio reading fool fortune foul Gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give Gratiano handkerchief hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honest honour husband Iago Iago's Johnson Julius Cæsar kill'd knave lady later folios Lear lieutenant Lodovico look lord Macb Malone married matter mean Merchant of Venice Michael Cassio mistress Montano Moor murther never night noble passion play pray Prince of Tyre Prithee quarto reading Rich Roderigo Rolfe Rolfe's SCENE Schmidt Senator sense Shakespeare Signior Sonn soul speak speech Steevens Steevens quotes sweet Temp thee thou art thou dost thought to-night Venetian Venice villain villany Warb wife willow word Zounds
Populaire passages
Pagina 120 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Pagina 97 - Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday.
Pagina 66 - It gives me wonder great as my content, To see you here before me. O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pagina 136 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Pagina 91 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; "Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Pagina 96 - I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. Trifles light as air Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ This may do something.
Pagina 97 - The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Pagina 50 - A maiden never bold ; Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Blush'd at herself...
Pagina 148 - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice.
Pagina 79 - I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast! O strange! Every inordinate cup is unblessed and the ingredient is a devil.