{"product_id":"2940012983350","title":"The Tragedie of Othello","description":"Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter Rodorigo, and Iago.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Rodorigo. Neuer tell me, I take it much vnkindly\u003cbr\u003eThat thou (Iago) who hast had my purse,\u003cbr\u003eAs if y strings were thine, should'st know of this\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Ia. But you'l not heare me. If euer I did dream\u003cbr\u003eOf such a matter, abhorre me\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Rodo. Thou told'st me,\u003cbr\u003eThou did'st hold him in thy hate\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Iago. Despise me\u003cbr\u003eIf I do not. Three Great-ones of the Cittie,\u003cbr\u003e(In personall suite to make me his Lieutenant)\u003cbr\u003eOff-capt to him: and by the faith of man\u003cbr\u003eI know my price, I am worth no worsse a place.\u003cbr\u003eBut he (as louing his owne pride, and purposes)\u003cbr\u003eEuades them, with a bumbast Circumstance,\u003cbr\u003eHorribly stufft with Epithites of warre,\u003cbr\u003eNon-suites my Mediators. For certes, saies he,\u003cbr\u003eI haue already chose my Officer. And what was he?\u003cbr\u003eFor-sooth, a great Arithmatician,\u003cbr\u003eOne Michaell Cassio, a Florentine,\u003cbr\u003e(A Fellow almost damn'd in a faire Wife)\u003cbr\u003eThat neuer set a Squadron in the Field,\u003cbr\u003eNor the deuision of a Battaile knowes\u003cbr\u003eMore then a Spinster. Vnlesse the Bookish Theoricke:\u003cbr\u003eWherein the Tongued Consuls can propose\u003cbr\u003eAs Masterly as he. Meere pratle (without practise)\u003cbr\u003eIs all his Souldiership. But he (Sir) had th' election;\u003cbr\u003eAnd I (of whom his eies had seene the proofe\u003cbr\u003eAt Rhodes, at Ciprus, and on others grounds\u003cbr\u003eChristen'd, and Heathen) must be be-leed, and calm'd\u003cbr\u003eBy Debitor, and Creditor. This Counter-caster,\u003cbr\u003eHe (in good time) must his Lieutenant be,\u003cbr\u003eAnd I (blesse the marke) his Mooreships Auntient\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Rod. By heauen, I rather would haue bin his hangman\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Iago. Why, there's no remedie.\u003cbr\u003e'Tis the cursse of Seruice;\u003cbr\u003ePreferment goes by Letter, and affection,\u003cbr\u003eAnd not by old gradation, where each second\u003cbr\u003eStood Heire to'th' first. Now Sir, be iudge your selfe,\u003cbr\u003eWhether I in any iust terme am Affin'd\u003cbr\u003eTo loue the Moore?\u003cbr\u003e  Rod. I would not follow him then\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Iago. O Sir content you.\u003cbr\u003eI follow him, to serue my turne vpon him.\u003cbr\u003eWe cannot all be Masters, nor all Masters\u003cbr\u003eCannot be truely follow'd. You shall marke\u003cbr\u003eMany a dutious and knee-crooking knaue;\u003cbr\u003eThat (doting on his owne obsequious bondage)\u003cbr\u003eWeares out his time, much like his Masters Asse,\u003cbr\u003eFor naught but Prouender, \u0026amp; when he's old Casheer'd.\u003cbr\u003eWhip me such honest knaues. Others there are\u003cbr\u003eWho trym'd in Formes, and visages of Dutie,\u003cbr\u003eKeepe yet their hearts attending on themselues,\u003cbr\u003eAnd throwing but showes of Seruice on their Lords\u003cbr\u003eDoe well thriue by them.\u003cbr\u003eAnd when they haue lin'd their Coates\u003cbr\u003eDoe themselues Homage.\u003cbr\u003eThese Fellowes haue some soule,\u003cbr\u003eAnd such a one do I professe my selfe. For (Sir)\u003cbr\u003eIt is as sure as you are Rodorigo,\u003cbr\u003eWere I the Moore, I would not be Iago:\u003cbr\u003eIn following him, I follow but my selfe.\u003cbr\u003eHeauen is my Iudge, not I for loue and dutie,\u003cbr\u003eBut seeming so, for my peculiar end:\u003cbr\u003eFor when my outward Action doth demonstrate\u003cbr\u003eThe natiue act, and figure of my heart\u003cbr\u003eIn Complement externe, 'tis not long after\u003cbr\u003eBut I will weare my heart vpon my sleeue\u003cbr\u003eFor Dawes to pecke at; I am not what I am\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   Rod. What a fall Fortune do's the Thicks-lips owe\u003cbr\u003eIf he can carry't thus?\u003cbr\u003e  Iago. Call vp her Father:\u003cbr\u003eRowse him, make after him, poyson his delight,\u003cbr\u003eProclaime him in the Streets. Incense her kinsmen,\u003cbr\u003eAnd though he in a fertile Clymate dwell,\u003cbr\u003ePlague him with Flies: though that his Ioy be Ioy,\u003cbr\u003eYet throw such chances of vexation on't,\u003cbr\u003eAs it may loose some colour","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47166447354096,"sku":"2940012983350","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940012983350_p0.jpg?v=1763575201","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940012983350","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}