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60 Cards in this Set
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General of Venetian Armies
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Othello
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The Moor
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Othello
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daughter of Barbanzio
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Desdomona
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Wife of Othello
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Desdomona
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In charge of Othello's purse
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Iago
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Wants job of Cassio
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Iago
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Othello's lieutenant
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Cassio
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Iagos Wife
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Emilia
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Desdomona's attendant
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Emilia
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suitor of Desdomona
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Roderigo
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Prostitute of Cassio
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Bianca
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Desdomona's Father
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Barbanzio
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Governer of Cyprus
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Montano
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Messenger from Venice to Cyprus
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Lodovico
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Accompanies Lodovico
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Graziano
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“[Desdemona’s] father loved me, oft invited me, / Still questioned me the story of my life / From year to year”
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Othello
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“I think this tale would win my daughter too”
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Duke of Venice
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“Rude am I in my speech, / And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace”
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Othello
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“It is thought abroad that ’twixt my sheets / He has done my office”
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Iago
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Iago Kills Wife
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Act V
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“My noble father, / I do perceive here a divided duty”
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Desdomona
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Nobody, I myself. Farewell. / Commend me to my kind lord. O, farewell
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Desdomona
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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
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Desdomona
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a] passion most unsuiting such a man
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Iago
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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
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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”
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Iago
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I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear
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Iago
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drowning is for “cats and blind puppies”
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Iago
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reen-eyed monster which doth mock/ The meat it feeds on
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Iago
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Desdomona's mother's maid
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Barbary
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Act: Iago and Roderigo cry out that Barbanzio has been robbed by thieves
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Act I
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“making the beast with two backs”
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Iago
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Act: Barbanzio brings case of Othello's marriage to Venetian court after rushing to Othello
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Act I
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Barbanzio accuses Othello of seducing Desdomona by what way?
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Witchcraft
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Act: Explanation of Venetian Court; Othello sent to Cyprus
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Act I
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“You rise to play and go to bed to work”
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Iago
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Act: othello arrives at cyprus
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Act II
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Act: Cassio takes Desdemonas Hand
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Act II
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Act: Iago convinces Casio to drink
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Act II
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Act: Cassio is dismissed from service after stabbing Montano and chasing Roderigo
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Act II
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Cassio asks who to help get his job back?
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Desdomona
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Act: Cassio sends musicians to Desdomona to have her plead for his job
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Act III
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Go-between during Othello and Desdomonas courtship
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Cassio
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Act: Iago plants initial thoughts in Othello's head
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Act III
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Act: Handkerchief stolen
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Act III
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“Perdition catch my soul / But I do love thee, and when I love thee not, / Chaos is come again”
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Othello
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“I am your own forever”
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Iago
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Act: Cassio gives Bianca Desdomona's handkerchief
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Act III
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“are all but stomachs, and we are all but food. / They eat us hungrily, and when they are full, / They belch us”
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Emilia
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Act: Iago tells Othello that Cassio has slept with Desdamona and Cassio falls into a trance
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Act IV
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Act: Lodivico enters and Othello is called back to Venice
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Act IV
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Act: Roderigo attempts to stab Cassio
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Act V
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Act: Othello kills Desdomona
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Act V
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Act: Iago stabs Roderigo
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Act V
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“This is the night / That either makes me or fordoes [undoes] me quite”
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Iago
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