No Fear Shakespeare
Othello
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Act 3, Scene 4, Page 3
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Much castigation, exercise devout,
For here’s a young and sweating devil here,
That commonly rebels. 'Tis a good hand,
A frank one.
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fast and pray to stave off temptations. Someone with a young
sweating hand like this one is bound to act up sooner or later.
It’s a nice hand, an open one.
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DESDEMONA
You may indeed say so,
For ’twas that hand that gave away my heart.
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DESDEMONA
You’re right to say that. This was the hand that gave
you my heart.
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OTHELLO
A liberal hand. The hearts of old gave hands,
But our new heraldry is hands, not hearts.
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OTHELLO
This hand gives itself away very freely. In the old days, people
used to give their hearts to each other when they joined their hands
in marriage. But these days, people give each other their hands
without their hearts.
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DESDEMONA
I cannot speak of this. Come now, your promise.
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DESDEMONA
I don’t know about that. Now, don’t forget,
you promised me something.
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OTHELLO
What promise, chuck?
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OTHELLO
What did I promise, my dear?
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DESDEMONA
I have sent to bid Cassio come speak with you.
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DESDEMONA
I sent for Cassio to come talk with you.
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OTHELLO
I have a salt and sorry rheum offends me.
Lend me thy handkerchief.
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OTHELLO
I have a bad cold that’s bothering me. Lend me your
handkerchief.
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DESDEMONA
Here, my
lord.
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DESDEMONA
Here, my lord.
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OTHELLO
That which I gave you.
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OTHELLO
No, the one I gave you.
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DESDEMONA
I have it not
about me.
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DESDEMONA
I don’t have it with me.
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OTHELLO
Not?
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OTHELLO
You don’t?
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DESDEMONA
No, indeed, my lord.
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DESDEMONA
No, my lord.
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OTHELLO
That’s
a fault. That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my mother give,
She was a charmer and could almost read
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OTHELLO
That’s not good. An Egyptian woman gave that
handkerchief to my mother. She was a witch, and she could
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