Ocular proof | … |
I think my wife be honest and think she is not | … |
Kind and honest Iago | … |
“The green-eyed monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on” | … |
Begot upon itself, born on itself | … |
Give me your hand. This hand is moist, my lady | … |
they are all but stomachs, and we all but food | … |
I’ll tear her to pieces | … |
Death and damnation! O! | … |
when perdition catch my soul/ But I do love thee! And when I do not love thee/ Chaos will come again | … |
she had eyes and chose me | … |
If more thou dost perceive, let me know more | … |
I’ll devise a mean to draw the Moor/ Out of the way | … |
My lord, you know I love you | … |
“Show me thy thought” “By heavens I know thy thought” | … |
Othello Act 3
September 8, 2019