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the
Moore
of
Venice.
Edg.
Look
to
my
Lord.
Kent.
Vex
not
his
Ghost,
O
let
him
pass,
he
hates
him,
That
would
upon
the
rack
of
this
tough
World
Stretch
him
out
longer.
Edg.
He
is
gone
indeed.
Kent.
The
wonder
is,
he
hath
endur’d
so
long,
He
but
usurpt
his
life.
Alb.
Bear
them
from
hence,
our
present
business
Is
general
woe:
Friends
of
my
Soul,
you
’twain,
Rule
in
this
Realm,
and
the
gor’d
state
sustain.
Kent.
I
have
a
Journey,
Sir,
shortly
to
go,
My
Master
calls
me,
I
must
not
say
no.
[Dies.
Edg.
The
weight
of
this
sad
time
we
must
obey,
Speak
what
we
feel,
not
what
we
ought
to
say:
The
oldest
hath
born
most,
we
that
are
young,
Shall
never
see
so
much,
nor
live
so
long,
[Exeunt
with
a
dead
march.
THE
TRAGEDY
OF
OTHELLO
THE
MOORE
of
VENICE.
The
Actors
Names.
O
Thello,
the
Moore.
Brabantio,
Father
to
Desdemona.
Cassio,
an
honourable
Lieutenant.
Jago,
a
Villain.
Rodorigo,
a
gull'd
Gentleman.
Duke
of
Venice.
Senators.
Montano,
Governour
of
Cyprus.
Gentlemen
Cyprus.
Lodovico,
and
Gratiano,
two
Noble
Venetians.
Saylors.
Clown.
Desdemona,
Wife
to
Othello.
AEmilia,
Wife
to
Jago.
Bianca,
a
Curtezan.
Actus
Primus.
Scena
Prima.
Rodo
N
Enter
Rodorigo,
and
Jago.
Ever
tell
me,
I
take
it
very
unkindly
That
thou
(Jago)
who
hast
had
my
Purse,
As
if
the
strings
were
thine,
Should’st
know
of
this.
Jago.
But
you’ll
not
hear
me.
If
ever
I
did
Dream
Of
such
a
matter,
abhor
me.
Rodo.
Thou
told’st
me,
Thou
didst
hold
him
in
thy
hate.
Jago.
Despise
me
If
I
do
not.
Three
great
ones
of
the
City,
(In
personal
suit
to
make
me
his
Lieutenant)
Off-capt
to
him:
and
by
the
faith
of
man
l
know
my
price,
I
am
worth
no
worse
a
place.
But
he
(as
loving
his
own
pride
and
purposes)
Evades
them,
with
a
Bumbast
Circumstance,
Horribly
stuft
with
Epithets
of
War,
Non-suits
my
Mediators.
For
certes,
sayes
he,
I
have
already
chose
my
Officer.
And
what
was
he?
Forsooth,
a
great
Arithmetician,
One
Michael
Cassio,
a
Florentine,
(A
Fellow
almost
damn’d
in
a
fair
Wife)
That
never
set
a
Squadron
in
the
Field,
K
k
k
2
Nor
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