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60 Cards in this Set

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General of Venetian Armies
Othello
The Moor
Othello
daughter of Barbanzio
Desdomona
Wife of Othello
Desdomona
In charge of Othello's purse
Iago
Wants job of Cassio
Iago
Othello's lieutenant
Cassio
Iagos Wife
Emilia
Desdomona's attendant
Emilia
suitor of Desdomona
Roderigo
Prostitute of Cassio
Bianca
Desdomona's Father
Barbanzio
Governer of Cyprus
Montano
Messenger from Venice to Cyprus
Lodovico
Accompanies Lodovico
Graziano
“[Desdemona’s] father loved me, oft invited me, / Still questioned me the story of my life / From year to year”
Othello
“I think this tale would win my daughter too”
Duke of Venice
“Rude am I in my speech, / And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace”
Othello
“It is thought abroad that ’twixt my sheets / He has done my office”
Iago
Iago Kills Wife
Act V
“My noble father, / I do perceive here a divided duty”
Desdomona
Nobody, I myself. Farewell. / Commend me to my kind lord. O, farewell
Desdomona
She was in love; and he proved mad / And did forsake her. She had a song of willow. / . . . / And she died singing it. That song tonight / Will not go from my mind
Desdomona
a] passion most unsuiting such a man
Iago
Farewell the plum’d troops and the big wars
That make ambition virtue! O, farewell,
Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, th’ear piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!”
Othello
Though other things grow fair against the sun, / Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe” (II.iii.349–350); “And then, sir, would he gripe and wring my hand, / Cry ‘O sweet creature!’, then kiss me hard, / As if he plucked kisses up by the roots, / That grew upon my lips”
Iago
I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear
Iago
drowning is for “cats and blind puppies”
Iago
reen-eyed monster which doth mock/ The meat it feeds on
Iago
Desdomona's mother's maid
Barbary
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.
Iago
My noble father,
I do perceive here a divided duty.
To you I am bound for life and education.
My life and education both do learn me
How to respect you. You are the lord of my duty,
I am hitherto your daughter. But here’s my husband,
And so much duty as my mother showed
To you, preferring you before your father,
So much I challenge that I may profess
Due to the Moor my lord.
Desdomona
Haply for I am black,
And have not those soft parts of conversation
That chamberers have; or for I am declined
Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much—
She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief
Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage,
That we can call these delicate creatures ours
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad
And live upon the vapor of a dungeon
Than keep a corner in the thing I love
For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones;
Prerogatived are they less than the base.
’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.
Othello
I am glad I have found this napkin.
This was her first remembrance from the Moor,
My wayward husband hath a hundred times
Wooed me to steal it, but she so loves the token—
For he conjured her she should ever keep it—
That she reserves it evermore about her
To kiss and talk to. I’ll ha’ the work ta’en out,
And give’t Iago. What he will do with it,
Heaven knows, not I.
I nothing, but to please his fantasy
Emilia
Then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well,
Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,
Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,
Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away
Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees
Their medicinable gum. Set you down this,
And say besides that in Aleppo once,
Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk
Beat a Venetian and traduced the state,
I took by th’ throat the circumcised dog
And smote him thus.
Othello
Act: Iago and Roderigo cry out that Barbanzio has been robbed by thieves
Act I
“making the beast with two backs”
Iago
Act: Barbanzio brings case of Othello's marriage to Venetian court after rushing to Othello
Act I
Barbanzio accuses Othello of seducing Desdomona by what way?
Witchcraft
Act: Explanation of Venetian Court; Othello sent to Cyprus
Act I
“You rise to play and go to bed to work”
Iago
Act: othello arrives at cyprus
Act II
Act: Cassio takes Desdemonas Hand
Act II
Act: Iago convinces Casio to drink
Act II
Act: Cassio is dismissed from service after stabbing Montano and chasing Roderigo
Act II
Cassio asks who to help get his job back?
Desdomona
Act: Cassio sends musicians to Desdomona to have her plead for his job
Act III
Go-between during Othello and Desdomonas courtship
Cassio
Act: Iago plants initial thoughts in Othello's head
Act III
Act: Handkerchief stolen
Act III
“Perdition catch my soul / But I do love thee, and when I love thee not, / Chaos is come again”
Othello
“I am your own forever”
Iago
Act: Cassio gives Bianca Desdomona's handkerchief
Act III
“are all but stomachs, and we are all but food. / They eat us hungrily, and when they are full, / They belch us”
Emilia
Act: Iago tells Othello that Cassio has slept with Desdamona and Cassio falls into a trance
Act IV
Act: Lodivico enters and Othello is called back to Venice
Act IV
Act: Roderigo attempts to stab Cassio
Act V
Act: Othello kills Desdomona
Act V
Act: Iago stabs Roderigo
Act V
“This is the night / That either makes me or fordoes [undoes] me quite”
Iago