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I protest , in the sincerity of love , and honest kindness . Cas . I think it freely ; and
, betimes in the morning , I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for
me : I am desperate of my fortunes , if they check me here . Iago . You are in the ...
I protest , in the sincerity of love , and honest kindness . Cas . I think it freely ; and
, betimes in the morning , I will beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for
me : I am desperate of my fortunes , if they check me here . Iago . You are in the ...
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Dost thou hear , my honest friend ? Clo . No , I hear not your honest friend ; I hear
you . Cas . Pr'ythee , keep up thy quillets . There's a poor piece of gold for thee : if
the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife be stirring , tell her , there's ...
Dost thou hear , my honest friend ? Clo . No , I hear not your honest friend ; I hear
you . Cas . Pr'ythee , keep up thy quillets . There's a poor piece of gold for thee : if
the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife be stirring , tell her , there's ...
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... went between us very oft . Iago . Indeed ? Oth . Indeed ! ay , indeed ; --- Discern
'st thou aught in that ? Is he not honest ? Iago . Honest , my lord ? Oth . Ay ,
honest . my Iago . My lord , for aught I know SCENE III . 63 THE MOOR OF
VENICE .
... went between us very oft . Iago . Indeed ? Oth . Indeed ! ay , indeed ; --- Discern
'st thou aught in that ? Is he not honest ? Iago . Honest , my lord ? Oth . Ay ,
honest . my Iago . My lord , for aught I know SCENE III . 63 THE MOOR OF
VENICE .
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Oth . I think , thou dost ; And , --- for I know thou art full of love and honesty ,
Andweigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them breath , --- Therefore these stops of
thinc fright me ... For Michael Cassio , --- I dare be sworn , I think that he is honest
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Oth . I think , thou dost ; And , --- for I know thou art full of love and honesty ,
Andweigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them breath , --- Therefore these stops of
thinc fright me ... For Michael Cassio , --- I dare be sworn , I think that he is honest
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This honest creature , doubtless , Sees and knows more , much more , than he
unfolds . Iago . My lord , I would , I might entreat your honour To scan this thing no
further ; leave it to time : And though it be fit that Cassio have his place , ( For ...
This honest creature , doubtless , Sees and knows more , much more , than he
unfolds . Iago . My lord , I would , I might entreat your honour To scan this thing no
further ; leave it to time : And though it be fit that Cassio have his place , ( For ...
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Alon Ariel Attendants bear better blood bring brother Cassio comes daughter dear Desdemona devil dost doth drink Duke Emil Emilia Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall father fear follow fool fortune give hand hang hath hear heard heart heaven hold honest honour hope hour I'll Iago keep kind king lady leave light live look lord lost madam Malvolio Marry master mean mind Mira mistress monster Moor nature never night noble Officers Othello peace play poor pr’ythee pray reason Roderigo SCENE sing Sir Toby soul speak spirit stand strange sure sweet tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Trin true What's wife
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Seite 74 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Seite 63 - 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.
Seite 71 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, 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.
Seite 149 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Seite 115 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Seite 209 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Seite 115 - Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. 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.
Seite 205 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Seite 19 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach ; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, And portance in my...
Seite 162 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
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| Titel | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Band 12 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor/in | William Shakespeare |
| Verlag | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 27. Dez. 2006 |
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