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Othello
[II, 1] |
Cassio |
830 |
I pray you, sir, go forth,
And give us truth who 'tis that is arrived.
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2 |
Othello
[II, 3] |
Montano |
1366 |
If partially affined, or leagued in office,
Thou dost deliver more or less than truth,
Thou art no soldier.
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3 |
Othello
[II, 3] |
Iago |
1369 |
Touch me not so near:
I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth
Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio;
Yet, I persuade myself, to speak the truth
Shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, general.
Montano and myself being in speech,
There comes a fellow crying out for help:
And Cassio following him with determined sword,
To execute upon him. Sir, this gentleman
Steps in to Cassio, and entreats his pause:
Myself the crying fellow did pursue,
Lest by his clamour—as it so fell out—
The town might fall in fright: he, swift of foot,
Outran my purpose; and I return'd the rather
For that I heard the clink and fall of swords,
And Cassio high in oath; which till to-night
I ne'er might say before. When I came back—
For this was brief—I found them close together,
At blow and thrust; even as again they were
When you yourself did part them.
More of this matter cannot I report:
But men are men; the best sometimes forget:
Though Cassio did some little wrong to him,
As men in rage strike those that wish them best,
Yet surely Cassio, I believe, received
From him that fled some strange indignity,
Which patience could not pass.
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4 |
Othello
[III, 3] |
Iago |
2079 |
It were a tedious difficulty, I think,
To bring them to that prospect: damn them then,
If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster
More than their own! What then? how then?
What shall I say? Where's satisfaction?
It is impossible you should see this,
Were they as prime as goats, as hot as monkeys,
As salt as wolves in pride, and fools as gross
As ignorance made drunk. But yet, I say,
If imputation and strong circumstances,
Which lead directly to the door of truth,
Will give you satisfaction, you may have't.
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5 |
Othello
[IV, 2] |
Roderigo |
2958 |
With nought but truth. I have wasted myself out of
my means. The jewels you have had from me to
deliver to Desdemona would half have corrupted a
votarist: you have told me she hath received them
and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden
respect and acquaintance, but I find none.
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6 |
Othello
[V, 2] |
Desdemona |
3380 |
He found it then;
I never gave it him: send for him hither;
Let him confess a truth.
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7 |
Othello
[V, 2] |
Emilia |
3458 |
She said so: I must needs report the truth.
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8 |
Othello
[V, 2] |
Gratiano |
3526 |
'Tis a strange truth.
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