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5.2Sc. 15

Enter Othello [with a light] and Desdemona [asleep] in her bed
Editor’s Note1

othello It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul.

2Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars.

3It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood,

4Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,

Editor’s Note5And smooth as monumental alabaster.

6Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men.

7Put out the light, and then put out the light.

Editor’s Note8If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,

9I can again thy former light restore

Editor’s Note10Should I repent me; but once put out thy light,

Editor’s Note11Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature,

Editor’s Note12I know not where is that Promethean heat

Editor’s Note13That can thy light relume. When I have plucked thy rose

14I cannot give it vital growth again.

15It needs must wither. I'll smell thee on the tree.

[He kisses her]

16O balmy breath, that dost almost persuade

17Justice to break her sword! One more, one more.

18Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee

19And love thee after. One more, and that's the last.

Editor’s Note[He kisses her]

20So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep,

Editor’s Note21But they are cruel tears. This sorrow's heavenly,

22It strikes where it doth love. She wakes.


desdemona Who's there? Othello?

othello Ay, Desdemona.

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desdemona Will you come to bed, my lord?


othello Have you prayed tonight, Desdemon?

desdemona Ay, my lord.


othello If you bethink yourself of any crime

Editor’s Note27Unreconciled as yet to God and grace,

Editor’s Note28Solicit for it straight.


desdemona Alack, my lord, what may you mean by that?

Editor’s Note30

othello Well, do it, and be brief. I will walk by.

31I would not kill thy unpreparèd spirit.

Editor’s Note32No, heavens forfend! I would not kill thy soul.


desdemona Talk you of killing?

othello Ay, I do.

desdemona Then God

Link 34Have mercy on me.

othello Amen, with all my heart.


desdemona If you say so, I hope you will not kill me.


othello Hum!


desdemona And yet I fear you, for you're fatal then

38When your eyes roll so. Why I should fear I know not,

39Since guiltiness I know not, but yet I feel I fear.


othello Think on thy sins.


desdemona They are loves I bear to you.


othello Ay, and for that thou diest.


desdemona That death's unnatural that kills for loving.

44Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?

45Some bloody passion shakes your very frame.

46These are portents, but yet I hope, I hope

47They do not point on me.

othello Peace, and be still.


desdemona I will so. What's the matter?

othello That handkerchief

49Which I so loved and gave thee, thou gav'st to Cassio.


desdemona No, by my life and soul. Send for the man and ask him.


othello Sweet soul, take heed, take heed of perjury.

52Thou art on thy deathbed.

desdemona Ay, but not yet to die.


othello Presently.

54Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin,

55For to deny each article with oath

Editor’s Note56Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception

57That I do groan withal. Thou art to die.


desdemona O Lord have mercy on me!

othello I say amen.


desdemona And have you mercy, too! I never did

Editor’s Note60Offend you in my life, never loved Cassio

61But with such general warranty of God

62As I might love. I never gave him token.

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othello By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in's hand.

Editor’s Note64O, perjured woman! Thou dost stone my heart,

65And makes me call what I intend to do

66A murder, which I thought a sacrifice.

67I saw the handkerchief.

desdemona He found it, then.

Editor’s Note68I never gave it him. Send for him hither.

69Let him confess a truth.

othello He hath confessed.


desdemona What, my lord?


othello That he hath—God's death!— used thee.

desdemona How, unlawfully?


othello Ay.


desdemona He will not say so.

othello No, his mouth is stopped.

Editor’s Note74Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't.


desdemona O, my fear interprets! What, is he dead?


othello Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge

Editor’s Note77Had stomach for them all.


desdemona [weeping] Alas, he is betrayed, and I undone.


othello Out, strumpet! Weep'st thou for him to my face?


desdemona O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not.


othello Editor’s Note[attacking her] Down, strumpet.


desdemona Kill me tomorrow; let me live tonight.


othello Nay, if you strive—

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desdemona But half an hour.

othello Being done, there is no pause.


desdemona But while I say one prayer.

othello It is too late.


desdemona O Lord, Lord, Lord!

Editor’s Note[He] smothers her
Emilia at the door

emilia [within] My lord, my lord, what ho, my lord, my lord!

Editor’s Note88

othello What noise is this? Not dead? Not yet quite dead?

89I that am cruel am yet merciful.

90I would not have thee linger in thy pain.

Editor’s Note91So, so.

emilia [within] What ho, my lord, my lord!

othello [calling] Who's there?


emilia [within] O, good my lord, I would speak a word with you.


othello [calling] Yes. —'Tis Emilia. [Calling] By and by!—She's dead.

94'Tis like she comes to speak of Cassio's death.

95The noise was high. Ha! No more moving.

96Still as the grave. Shall she come in? Were't good?

97I think she stirs again. No. What's best to do?

98If she come in, she'll sure speak to my wife.

99My wife, my wife! What wife? I have no wife.

100O insupportable, O heavy hour!

pg 2188101Methinks it should be now a huge eclipse

102Of sun and moon, and that th'affrighted globe

Editor’s Note103Did yawn at alteration.

emilia [within] I do beseech you

104That I may speak with you. O, good my lord!


othello I had forgot thee.—[Calling] O, come in, Emilia.—

106Soft, by and by. Let me the curtains draw.

[He closes the bed-curtains]

107Where art thou?

[He opens the door. Enter Emilia]

What's the matter with thee now?


emilia O, my good lord, yonder's foul murder's done.


othello What, now?


emilia But now, my lord.

Editor’s Note111

othello It is the very error of the moon,

112She comes more nearer earth than she was wont,

113And makes men mad.

emilia Cassio, my lord, hath killed

114A young Venetian, called Rodorigo.


othello Rodorigo killed? And Cassio killed?


emilia No, Cassio is not killed.

Editor’s Note117

othello Not Cassio killed? Then murder's out of tune,

118And sweet revenge grows harsh.

desdemona O, falsely, falsely murdered!


emilia O Lord, what cry is that?

othello That? What?


emilia Out and alas, that was my lady's voice!

[She opens the bed-curtains]

121Help, help, ho, help! O, lady, speak again!

122Sweet Desdemona, O, sweet mistress, speak!


desdemona A guiltless death I die.

emilia O, who hath done this deed?


desdemona Nobody. I myself. Farewell.

125Commend me to my kind lord. O, farewell!

[She dies]
Editor’s Note126

othello Why, how should she be murdered?

emilia Alas, who knows?


othello You heard her say herself it was not I.


emilia She said so, I must needs report the truth.


othello She's like a liar gone to burning hell.

130'Twas I that killed her.


emilia O, the more angel she, and you the blacker devil!


othello She turned to folly, and she was a whore.


emilia Thou dost belie her, and thou art a devil.


othello She was false as water.

emilia Thou art rash as fire, to say

135That she was false. O, she was heavenly true!


othello Cassio did top her. Ask thy husband else.

137O, I were damned beneath all depth in hell

138But that I did proceed upon just grounds

Editor’s Note139To this extremity! Thy husband knew it all.

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emilia My husband?

othello Thy husband.

emilia That she was false to wedlock?


othello Ay, with Cassio. Had she been true,

142If God would make me such another world

Editor’s Note143Of one entire and perfect chrysolite

144I'd not have sold her for it.

emilia My husband?


othello Ay, 'twas he that told me on her first.

146An honest man he is, and hates the slime

147That sticks on filthy deeds.

emilia My husband?

Editor’s Note148

othello What needs this iterance? Woman, I say thy husband.

Editor’s Note149

emilia O mistress, villainy hath made mocks with love.

150My husband say she was false?

othello He, woman.

151I say thy husband. Dost understand the word?

152My friend, thy husband, honest, honest Iago.


emilia If he say so, may his pernicious soul

154Rot half a grain a day. He lies to th' heart.

155She was too fond of her most filthy bargain.

Editor’s Note156

othello Ha?

emilia Do thy worst.

157This deed of thine is no more worthy heaven

158Than thou wast worthy her.

othello Peace, you were best.


emilia Thou hast not half that power to do me harm

Editor’s Note160As I have to be hurt. O gull, O dolt,

161As ignorant as dirt! Thou hast done a deed—

162I care not for thy sword, I'll make thee known

163Though I lost twenty lives. Help, help, ho! Help!

164The Moor hath killed my mistress. Murder, murder!

Enter Montano, Graziano, and Iago

montano What is the matter? How now, general?


emilia O, are you come, Iago? You have done well,

167That men must lay their murders on your neck.


graziano What is the matter?


emilia [to Iago] Disprove this villain if thou beest a man.

170He says thou told'st him that his wife was false.

171I know thou didst not. Thou'rt not such a villain.

172Speak, for my heart is full.


iago I told him what I thought, and told no more

Editor’s Note174Than what he found himself was apt and true.


emilia But did you ever tell him she was false?


iago I did.


emilia You told a lie, an odious, damnèd lie,

178Upon my soul a lie, a wicked lie.

179She false with Cassio? Did you say with Cassio?

Editor’s Note180

iago With Cassio, mistress. Go to, charm your tongue.

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emilia I will not charm my tongue. I am bound to speak.

182My mistress here lies murdered in her bed.


[montano and graziano] O heavens forfend!


emilia [to Iago] And your reports have set the murder on.


othello Nay, stare not, masters. It is true indeed.


graziano 'Tis a strange truth.

montano O monstrous act!


emilia Villainy, villainy, villainy!

188I think upon't, I think. I smell't. O villainy!

Editor’s Note189I thought so then. I'll kill myself for grief.

Editor’s Note190O villainy, villainy!


iago What, are you mad? I charge you get you home.


emilia Good gentlemen, let me have leave to speak.

193'Tis proper I obey him, but not now.

194Perchance, Iago, I will ne'er go home.


othello O, O, O!

[Othello falls on the bed]

emilia Nay, lay thee down and roar,

196For thou hast killed the sweetest innocent

197That e'er did lift up eye.

othello [rising] O, she was foul!

198[To Graziano] I scarce did know you, uncle. There lies your niece,

199Whose breath indeed these hands have newly stopped.

200I know this act shows horrible and grim.


graziano Poor Desdemon, I am glad thy father's dead.

202Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief

Editor’s Note203Shore his old thread in twain. Did he live now

Editor’s Note204This sight would make him do a desperate turn,

205Yea, curse his better angel from his side,

Editor’s Note206And fall to reprobance.


othello 'Tis pitiful. But yet Iago knows

208That she with Cassio hath the act of shame

209A thousand times committed. Cassio confessed it,

Editor’s Note210And she did gratify his amorous works

Editor’s Note211With that recognizance and pledge of love

212Which I first gave her. I saw it in his hand.

Editor’s Note213It was a handkerchief, an antique token

214My father gave my mother.

emilia O God! O heavenly God!


iago 'Swounds! Hold your peace!

emilia 'Twill out, 'twill out. I peace?

Editor’s Note216No, I will speak as liberal as the north.

217Let God, and men, and devils, let them all,

218All, all cry shame against me, yet I'll speak.


iago Be wise and get you home.


emilia I will not.

[Iago draws his sword]
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graziano [to Iago] Fie, your sword upon a woman?


emilia O thou dull Moor, that handkerchief thou speak'st of

223I found by fortune and did give my husband,

224For often, with a solemn earnestness—

Editor’s Note225More than indeed belonged to such a trifle—

226He begged of me to steal't.

iago Villainous whore!


emilia She give it Cassio? No, alas, I found it,

228And I did give't my husband.

iago Filth, thou liest.


emilia By heaven I do not, I do not, gentlemen.

Editor’s Note230O murderous coxcomb! What should such a fool

231Do with so good a wife?

othello Are there no stones in heaven

Editor’s Note232But what serves for the thunder? Precious villain!

Editor’s Note[The Moor runs at Iago. Montano disarms Othello, Iago wounds his wife]

graziano The woman falls. Sure he hath killed his wife.

Editor’s Note234

emilia Ay, ay. O, lay me by my mistress' side!

[Exit Iago]

graziano He's gone, but his wife's killed.

Editor’s Note236

montano 'Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon

237Which I have here recovered from the Moor.

238Come, guard the door without. Let him not pass,

239But kill him rather. I'll after that same villain,

Link 240For 'tis a damnèd slave.

Exeunt Montano and Graziano

othello I am not valiant neither,

Editor’s Note241But every puny whipster gets my sword.

Editor’s Note242But why should honour outlive honesty?

243Let it go all.

emilia What did thy song bode, lady?

Editor’s Note244Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan,

245And die in music. [Sings] 'Willow, willow, willow.'—

246Moor, she was chaste. She loved thee, cruel Moor.

247So come my soul to bliss as I speak true.

248So, speaking as I think, alas, I die.

Editor’s Note[She dies]

othello I have another weapon in this chamber.

Editor’s Note250It was a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper.

251O, here it is. [Calling] Uncle, I must come forth.


graziano [within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear.

253Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.


othello Look in upon me then, and speak with me,

Editor’s Note255Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee.

[Enter Graziano]

graziano What is the matter?

othello Behold, I have a weapon;

257A better never did itself sustain

258Upon a soldier's thigh. I have seen the day

pg 2192259That, with this little arm and this good sword,

260I have made my way through more impediments

Editor’s Note261Than twenty times your stop. But O, vain boast!

262Who can control his fate? 'Tis not so now.

263Be not afraid, though you do see me weaponed.

Editor’s Note264Here is my journey's end, here is my butt

Editor’s Note265And very sea-mark of my utmost sail.

Editor’s Note266Do you go back dismayed? 'Tis a lost fear.

Editor’s Note267Man but a rush against Othello's breast

Editor’s Note268And he retires. Where should Othello go?

269Editor’s Note[To Desdemona] Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starred wench,

Editor’s Note270Pale as thy smock! When we shall meet at count

271This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,

272And fiends will snatch at it. [He touches her] Cold, cold, my girl,

273Even like thy chastity. O cursed, cursed slave!

274Whip me, ye devils,

275From the possession of this heavenly sight.

276Blow me about in winds, roast me in sulphur,

277Wash me in steep-down gulfs of liquid fire!

278O Desdemon! Dead Desdemon! Dead! O! O!

Enter Lodovico, Cassio [in a chair], Montano, and Iago [guarded by] officers

lodovico Where is this rash and most unfortunate man?


othello That's he that was Othello. Here I am.


lodovico Where is that viper? Bring the villain forth.

Editor’s Note282

othello I look down towards his feet, but that's a fable.

283[To Iago] If that thou beest a devil I cannot kill thee.

Editor’s Note[He wounds Iago]

lodovico Wrench his sword from him.

[Officers disarm Othello]

iago I bleed, sir, but not killed.


othello I am not sorry, neither. I'd have thee live,

286For in my sense 'tis happiness to die.


lodovico O thou Othello, that was once so good,

Editor’s Note288Fall'n in the practice of a cursèd slave,

289What shall be said to thee?

othello Why, anything;

290An honourable murderer, if you will,

291For naught I did in hate, but all in honour.


lodovico This wretch hath part confessed his villainy.

293Did you and he consent in Cassio's death?


othello Ay.


cassio Dear general, I never gave you cause.


othello I do believe it, and I ask your pardon.

297Will you, I pray, demand that demi-devil

298Why he hath thus ensnared my soul and body?

pg 2193Editor’s Note299

iago Demand me nothing. What you know, you know.

300From this time forth I never will speak word.


lodovico [to Iago] What, not to pray?


graziano [to Iago] Torments will ope your lips.


othello Well, thou dost best.


lodovico Sir, you shall understand what hath befall'n,

305Which as, I think, you know not. Here is a letter,

306Found in the pocket of the slain Rodorigo,

307And here another. The one of them imports

308The death of Cassio, to be undertook

309By Rodorigo.


othello O villain!

Editor’s Note311

cassio Most heathenish and most gross.


lodovico Now here's another discontented paper

313Found in his pocket too, and this it seems

314Rodorigo meant t'have sent this damnèd villain,

Editor’s Note315But that, belike, Iago in the interim

316Came in and satisfied him.

othello [to Iago] O thou pernicious caitiff!

317How came you, Cassio, by that handkerchief

318That was my wife's?

cassio I found it in my chamber,

319And he himself confessed it, but even now,

320That there he dropped it for a special purpose

Editor’s Note321Which wrought to his desire.

othello O fool, fool, fool!


cassio There is besides in Rodorigo's letter

323How he upbraids Iago, that he made him

Editor’s Note324Brave me upon the watch, whereon it came

Editor’s Note325That I was cast; and even but now he spoke

326After long seeming dead, Iago hurt him,

327Iago set him on.


lodovico [to Othello] You must forsake this room and go with us.

329Your power and your command is taken off,

330And Cassio rules in Cyprus. For this slave,

331If there be any cunning cruelty

Editor’s Note332That can torment him much and hold him long,

333It shall be his. You shall close prisoner rest

334Till that the nature of your fault be known

335To the Venetian state. [To officers] Come, bring away.


othello Soft you, a word or two before you go.

337I have done the state some service, and they know't.

338No more of that. I pray you, in your letters,

339When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,

340Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate,

341Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak

342Of one that loved not wisely but too well,

Editor’s Note343Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,

344Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,

pg 2194Editor’s Note345Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away

346Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes,

347Albeit unusèd to the melting mood,

348Drops tears as fast as the Arabian trees

349Their medicinable gum. Set you down this,

350And say besides that in Aleppo once,

351Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk

352Beat a Venetian and traduced the state,

353I took by th' throat the circumcisèd dog

354And smote him thus.

Editor’s Note[He stabs himself]
Editor’s Note355

lodovico O bloody period!

Editor’s Note356

graziano All that is spoke is marred.


othello [To Desdemona] I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this:

358Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.

Editor’s NoteHe kisses Desdemona and dies
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cassio This did I fear, but thought he had no weapon,

Editor’s Note360For he was great of heart.

lodovico [to Iago] O Spartan dog,

Editor’s Note361More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea,

Editor’s Note362Look on the tragic loading of this bed.

363This is thy work. The object poisons sight.

Editor’s Note364Let it be hid.

[They close the bed-curtains]

Graziano, keep the house,

365And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor,

366For they succeed on you. [To Cassio] To you, Lord Governor,

Editor’s Note367Remains the censure of this hellish villain.

368The time, the place, the torture, O, enforce it!

369Myself will straight aboard, and to the state

370This heavy act with heavy heart relate.


Notes Settings


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5.2.1 cause crime
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5.2.5 monumental used for memorials (such as funeral monuments)
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5.2.8 minister servant
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5.2.10 repent me change thy mind
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5.2.11 cunning'st pattern most skilfully made model, or masterpiece
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5.2.11 excelling nature human nature, excelling all rivals
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5.2.12 Promethean divine (the mythical Prometheus stole fire from heaven, using it in some versions of the story to create humankind by animating clay)
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5.2.13 relume rekindle
Editor’s Note kisses Alternatively, he might only smell her here. By this point at the latest, he must have pulled aside the bed curtains to reveal Desdemona asleep. The bed might have been pushed down stage at the beginning of the scene, closer to the audience.
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5.2.21 heavenly because 'whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth' (Hebrews 12:6)
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5.2.27 God and grace the grace of God
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5.2.28 Solicit pray for pardon
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5.2.30 I will walk by Tommaso Salvini was famous for his 'tiger-like pacing at the back of the room'.
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5.2.32 forfend forbid
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5.2.56 conception burden of belief, or plan
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5.2.60 Offend wrong
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5.2.64 stone turn to stone
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5.2.68 I … hither Imogen Stubbs screamed this line. In most performances, Desdemona throughout (like Sarah Siddons) has pleaded, emphasizing pathos instead of terror.
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5.2.74 ta'en order for't undertaken it
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5.2.77 stomach appetite
Editor’s Note attacking her His 'down' suggests that she has at some point risen, and in some productions she has tried to run away, and been dragged or carried back to the bed.
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5.2.84 done started (?)
Editor’s Note smothers her This may take a while, and also may put him on top of her in a suggestively sexual way. Fanny Kemble was the first modern actress who 'made a fight of it'.
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5.2.88 noise either the sensation caused by Cassio's supposed death or the noise caused by the murder of Desdemona
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5.2.91 So, so This may indicate further suffocation, or some other method of insuring her death (strangling, or even stabbing).
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5.2.103 yawn (with an earthquake)
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5.2.103 alteration the change brought about by Desdemona's death
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5.2.111 error aberration, straying off course
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5.2.117–8 Not … harsh This might be spoken aside.
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5.2.126 Why … murdered Edwin Booth delivered this line with a 'half-choked' voice; Charles Fechter instead with 'steady effrontery'.
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5.2.139 extremity extreme severity
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5.2.140–6 My husband From here on Emilia may dominate performances. Edith Evans made the four-times-repeated 'My husband' into 'a revelation'.
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5.2.143 chrysolite topaz or other green, very hard stone (reputed to crack in the presence of adulterers)
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5.2.148 iterance repetition
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5.2.149 with at
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5.2.156 Do thy worst Othello may physically threaten her.
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5.2.160 to be hurt to feel pain (?); to endure pain (?)
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5.2.160 gull dupe
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5.2.160 O gull, O dolt She sometimes physically attacks Othello here.
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5.2.174 apt credible
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5.2.180 charm put a spell on, hold
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5.2.189 then (perhaps alluding to the 'villain' she suspected at 4.2.128–31)
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5.2.190 O villainy, villainy She sometimes strikes Iago here.
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5.2.203 Shore sheared, cut
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5.2.203 thread of life
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5.2.204 turn deed (here, suicide from despair)
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5.2.206 reprobance reprobation, damnation
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5.2.210 gratify reward
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5.2.211 recognizance token
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5.2.213 It … handkerchief Emilia and Iago sometimes exchange glances here, raising suspense about how she will respond to this news.
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5.2.216 liberal freely
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5.2.216 north north wind
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5.2.225 belonged was appropriate
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5.2.230 coxcomb fool
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5.2.232 for … thunder as thunderbolts
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5.2.232 Precious utter, complete
Editor’s Note runs at attacks
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5.2.234 lay … side Emilia may be asking to be moved to Desdemona's bed (adding to its 'tragic loading' at 5.2.362). Iago may exit here, or just after he wounds her.
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5.2.236 notorious out-and-out
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5.2.241 whipster contemptible person
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5.2.242 why … honesty? Why should I mind the dishonour of having my sword taken from me, since I have (in believing Iago's lies and killing Desdemona) already acted dishonestly?
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5.2.244 swan Traditionally this bird sang just before dying.
Editor’s Note She dies In Trevor Nunn's production, she takes Desdemona's hand. In Janet Suzman's, Othello himself closed her eyes.
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5.2.250 the ice-brook's temper made hard by being plunged into ice-cold water while still hot from the forge
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5.2.255 naked unarmed
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5.2.261 stop power to stop me
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5.2.264 butt goal
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5.2.265 sea-mark beacon marking the entrance to a harbour; destination
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5.2.265 utmost sail furthermost sailing, last voyage
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5.2.266 lost groundless
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5.2.267 Man wield
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5.2.267 rush straw, reed
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5.2.268 retires retreats, surrenders
Editor’s Note To Desdemona This may be the point at which Ira Aldridge 'lifted the lifeless body of his murdered and wronged wife from the bed as though she had been an infant'.
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5.2.270 count reckoning, Judgement Day
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5.2.282 that's a fable that belief (the devil having cloven feet) is false
Editor’s Note He wounds Iago Tommaso Salvini's Othello was still on one knee beside Desdemona when he saw Iago, and leapt at him with a 'tiger-like spring'.
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5.2.288 in the practice through the plotting
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5.2.299–00 Demand … word This does not prevent him from responding, powerfully and variously, to what happens.
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5.2.311 gross monstrous
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5.2.315 belike probably
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5.2.321 wrought to worked to bring about
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5.2.324 Brave provoke
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5.2.325 cast dismissed
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5.2.332 hold him cause him to linger
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5.2.343 wrought worked upon
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5.2.345 base Judean vulgar Jew (particularly Judas, but perhaps more generally the Jews who chose to save the thief Barabbas rather than Jesus)
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5.2.354.1 He stabs himself Actors have found many different ways for Othello to acquire the weapon, and kill himself.
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5.2.355 period full stop, ending
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5.2.356 All … marred His repentance is negated by his suicide.
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5.2.358.1 He kisses Desdemona Some actors have him attempt to do so, but fail.
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5.2.360 Spartan dog notoriously fierce; and Spartans were traditionally not easily moved
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5.2.361 fell cruel, fierce
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5.2.362 Look David Suchet reached out yearningly to Othello as he was dragged away; Ian McKellen chillingly stared, with a rapt, 'dead-eyed gaze' at the dead bodies.
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5.2.364 keep remain in
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5.2.367 censure of judgement upon
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