Speeches (Lines) for Duke of Venice
in "Othello"

Total: 25

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# Act, Scene, Line
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Speech text

1

I,3,327

There is no composition in these news
That gives them credit.

2

I,3,331

And mine, a hundred and forty.

3

I,3,337

Nay, it is possible enough to judgment:
I do not so secure me in the error,
But the main article I do approve
In fearful sense.

4

I,3,344

Now, what's the business?

5

I,3,348

How say you by this change?

6

I,3,363

Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes.

7

I,3,376

'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus.
Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town?

8

I,3,379

Write from us to him; post-post-haste dispatch.

9

I,3,382

Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you
Against the general enemy Ottoman.
[To BRABANTIO]
I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;
We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight.

10

I,3,394

Why, what's the matter?

11

I,3,396

[with Senator] Dead?

12

I,3,403

Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding
Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself
And you of her, the bloody book of law
You shall yourself read in the bitter letter
After your own sense, yea, though our proper son
Stood in your action.

13

I,3,413

[with Senator] We are very sorry for't.

14

I,3,414

[To OTHELLO] What, in your own part, can you say to this?

15

I,3,448

To vouch this, is no proof,
Without more wider and more overt test
Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods
Of modern seeming do prefer against him.

16

I,3,464

Fetch Desdemona hither.

17

I,3,472

Say it, Othello.

18

I,3,517

I think this tale would win my daughter too.
Good Brabantio,
Take up this mangled matter at the best:
Men do their broken weapons rather use
Than their bare hands.

19

I,3,548

Let me speak like yourself, and lay a sentence,
Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers
Into your favour.
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
What cannot be preserved when fortune takes
Patience her injury a mockery makes.
The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief;
He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.

20

I,3,570

The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for
Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best
known to you; and though we have there a substitute
of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a
sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer
voice on you: you must therefore be content to
slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this
more stubborn and boisterous expedition.

21

I,3,589

If you please,
Be't at her father's.

22

I,3,599

What would You, Desdemona?

23

I,3,627

Be it as you shall privately determine,
Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste,
And speed must answer it.

24

I,3,632

At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again.
Othello, leave some officer behind,
And he shall our commission bring to you;
With such things else of quality and respect
As doth import you.

25

I,3,642

Let it be so.
Good night to every one.
[To BRABANTIO]
And, noble signior,
If virtue no delighted beauty lack,
Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.

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