Shakespeare, William · published 1622 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 478 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
I will do this, if I can bring it to any opportunity. I warrant thee, meet me by and by at the Citadel; I must fetch his necessaries ashore.— Farewell. Adieu. That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it; That she loves him, 'tis apt and of great credit; The Moor howbe't, that I endure him not, Is of a constant, noble, loving nature; And I dare think, he'll prove to Desdemona, A most dear husband: now I do love her too, Not out of absolute lust, though peradventure. I stand accountant for as great a sin, But partly lead to diet my revenge, For that I do suspect the lustful Moor, Hath leapt into my seat, the thought whereof Doth like a poisonous mineral gnaw my inwards, And nothing can, nor shall content my soul, Till I am even with him, wife, for wife: Or failing so, yet that I put the Moor, At least, into a jealousy so strong, That judgement cannot cure; which thing to do, If this poor trash of Venice, whom I crush, For his quick hunting, stand the putting on, I'll have our Michael Cassio on the hip, Abuse him to the Moor, in the rank garb, (For I fear Cassio, with my nightcap to) Make the Moor thank me, love me, and reward me, For making him egregiously an Ass, And practising upon his peace and quiet, Even to madness: 'tis here, but yet confused, knaveries plain face is never seen, till used. It is Othello's pleasure; our noble and valiant General, that upon certain tidings now arrived, importing the mere perdition of the Turkish Fleet; that every man put himself into triumph: Some to dance, some make bonfires; each man to what sport and revels his mind leads him; for besides these beneficial news, it is the celebration of his Nuptials: So much was his pleasure should be proclaimed. All Offices are open, and there is full liberty, from this present hour of five, till the bell hath told eleven. Heaven bless the Isle of Cypress, and our noble General Othello. Good Michael, look you to the guard to night, Let's teach ourselves the honourable stop, Not to out sport discretion. Iago hath directed what to do: But notwithstanding with my personal eye Will I look to it. Iago is most honest, Michael good night, to morrow with your earliest, Let me have speech with you, come my dear love, The purchase made, the fruits are to ensue, The profits yet to come 'twixt me and you, Good night. Welcome Iago, we must to the watch. Not this hour Lieutenant, 'tis not yet ten o'clock: our General cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemena. who let us not therefore blame, he hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is sport for love.
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I will doe this, if I can bring it to any opportunity. I warrant thee, meete me by and by at the Cittadell; I must fetch his necessaries ashore.—Farewell. Adue. That Cassio loues her, I doe well beleeue it; That she loues him, tis apt and of great credit; The Moore howbe't, that I indure him not, Is of a constant, noble, louing nature; And I dare thinke, hee'le proue to Desdemona, A most deere husband: now I doe loue her too, Not out of absolute lust, tho peraduenture. I stand accountant for as great a sin, But partly lead to diet my reuenge, For that I doe suspect the lustfull Moore, Hath leap'd into my seate, the thought whereof Doth like a poisonous minerall gnaw my inwards, And nothing can, nor shall content my soule, Till I am euen with him, wife, for wife: Or failing so, yet that I put the Moore, At least, into a Iealousie so strong, That Iudgement cannot cure; which thing to doe, If this poore trash of Venice, whom I crush, For his quicke hunting, stand the putting on, I'le haue our Michael Cassio on the hip▪ Abuse him to the Moore, in the ranke garbe, (For I feare Cassio, with my nightcap to) Make the Moore thanke me, loue me, and reward me, For making him gregiously an Asse, And practising vpon his peace and quiet, Euen to madnesse: tis here, but yet confus'd, Kaueries plaine face is neuer seene, till vs'd. It is Othell's pleasure; our noble and valiant Generall, that vpon certaine tidings now arriued, importing the meere perdition of the Turkish Fleete; that euery man put himselfe into triumph: Some to dance, some make bonefires; each man to what sport and Reuel his minde leades him; for besides these beneficiall newes, it is the celebration of his Nuptialls: So much was his pleasur should bee proclaimed. All Offices are open, and there is full liberty, from this present houre of fiue, till the bell hath told eleuen. Heauen blesse the Isle of Cypres, and our noble Generall Othello. Good Michael, looke you to the guard to night, Lets teach our selues the honourable stoppe, Not to out sport discretion. Iago hath directed what to doe: But notwithstanding with my personall eye Will I looke to it. Iago is most honest, Michael good night, to morrow with your earliest, Let me haue speech with you, come my deare loue, The purchase made, the fruits are to esue, The profits yet to come twixt me and you, Good night. Welcome Iago, we must to the watch. Not this houre Leiutenant, tis not yet ten aclock: our Generall cast vs thus early for the loue of his Desdemena. who let vs not therefore blame, hee hath not yet made wanton the night with her; and she is sport for loue.