No Fear Shakespeare
Othello
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Act 1, Scene 1, Page 3
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And such a one do I profess myself. For, sir,
It is as sure as you are Roderigo,
Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago.
In following him, I follow but myself.
Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty,
But seeming so, for my peculiar end.
For when my outward action doth demonstrate
The native act and figure of my heart
In compliment extern, ’tis not long after
But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at. I am not what I am.
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you, as sure as your name’s Roderigo, if I were the
Moor I wouldn’t want to be Iago. I may seem to love and
obey him, but in fact, I’m just serving him to get what I
want. If my outward appearance started reflecting what I really
felt, soon enough I’d be wearing my heart on my sleeve
for birds to peck at. No, it’s better to hide it.
I’m not who I appear to be.
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RODERIGO
What a full fortune does the Thick-lips owe
If he can carry’t thus!
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RODERIGO
Thick-lips sure is lucky if he can pull this off!
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IAGO
Call up her
father.
Rouse him. Make after him, Poison his delight,
Proclaim him in the streets. Incense her kinsmen,
And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,
Plague him with flies. Though that his joy be joy
Yet throw such changes of vexation on’t,
As it may lose some color.
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IAGO
Let’s shout up to Desdemona’s father, wake
him, pester him, spoil his happiness, spread rumors about him in the
streets, enrage his relatives, and irritate him endlessly. However
real his happiness is, it will vanish in light of this.
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RODERIGO
Here is her father’s house, I’ll call
aloud.
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RODERIGO
Here’s her father’s house. I’ll
call out.
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IAGO
Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell
As when, by night and negligence, the fire
Is spied in populous cities.
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IAGO
Do it, and shout like the city’s on fire.
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RODERIGO
What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!
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RODERIGO
Hey, Brabantio! Signor Brabantio, hey!
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IAGO
Awake! What, ho, Brabantio! Thieves! Thieves!
Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags!
Thieves! thieves!
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IAGO
Wake up, Brabantio! Wake up! Thieves! Thieves! Check on your
daughter, your house, your money! Thieves! Thieves!
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Enter BRABANTIO, above |
BRABANTIO enters,
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