ACT 2
Scene 1

...the world’s light.
Enter Montano and two Gentlemen.
What from the cape can you discern at sea?

...Descry a sail.
Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud at land.
A fuller blast ne’er shook our battlements.
If it hath ruffianed so upon the sea,
What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,
Can hold the mortise? What shall we hear of this?

...the enchafèd flood.
If that the Turkish fleet
Be not ensheltered and embayed, they are drowned.
It is impossible to bear it out.

...of their fleet.
How? Is this true?

...here for Cyprus.
I am glad on ’t. ’Tis a worthy governor.

...and violent tempest.
Pray heaven he be;
For I have served him, and the man commands
Like a full soldier. Let’s to the seaside, ho!
As well to see the vessel that’s come in
As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello,
Even till we make the main and th’ aerial blue
An indistinct regard.

...a dangerous sea.
Is he well shipped?

...arrived. I shall.
But, good lieutenant, is your general wived?

...The divine Desdemona.
What is she?

...met at Cyprus.
All but Iago and Roderigo exit.

Scene 3

...wind and stream.
Enter Cassio, Montano, and Gentlemen, followed by Servants with wine.

...a rouse already.
Good faith, a little one; not past a pint, as I
am a soldier.

...of our general!
I am for it, lieutenant, and I’ll do you
justice.

...I am drunk.
To th’ platform, masters. Come, let’s set the watch.

...shake this island.
But is he often thus?

...not his cradle.
It were well
The General were put in mind of it.
Perhaps he sees it not, or his good nature
Prizes the virtue that appears in Cassio
And looks not on his evils. Is not this true?

...the Lieutenant, go.
And ’tis great pity that the noble Moor
Should hazard such a place as his own second
With one of an engraffed infirmity.
It were an honest action to say so
To the Moor.

...rogue, you rascal!
What’s the matter, lieutenant?

...rogue?He hits Roderigo.
Nay, good lieutenant. I pray you, sir, hold
your hand.

...o’er the mazard.
Come, come, you’re drunk.

... Drunk?
They fight.

...the matter here?
Zounds, I bleed still.
I am hurt to th’ death. He dies!
He attacks Cassio.

...answer to it.
Worthy Othello, I am hurt to danger.
Your officer Iago can inform you,
While I spare speech, which something now offends me,
Of all that I do know; nor know I aught
By me that’s said or done amiss this night,
Unless self-charity be sometimes a vice,
And to defend ourselves it be a sin
When violence assails us.

...who began ’t?
If partially affined, or leagued in office,
Thou dost deliver more or less than truth,
Thou art no soldier.

...surgeon.—Lead him off.
Montano is led off.

ACT 5
Scene 2

...mistress! Murder, murder!
Enter Montano, Gratiano, and Iago.
What is the matter? How now, general?

...in her bed.
O heavens forfend!

...a strange truth.
O monstrous act!

...his wife’s killed.
’Tis a notorious villain. Take you this weapon
Which I have here recovered from the Moor.
Come, guard the door without. Let him not pass,
But kill him rather. I’ll after that same villain,
For ’tis a damnèd slave.
Montano and Gratiano exit.

...Dead! O, O!
Enter Lodovico, Cassio in a chair, Montano, and Iago, with Officers.

...heavy heart relate.
They exit.