Act 4

• “An unauthorised kiss!” - Othello
• “O it comes o’er my memory.” - Othello
• “Handkerchief - confessions - handkerchief!” - Othello
• “First to be hanged and then to confess.” - Othello
• “[He falls in a trance.]” - Othello
• “Work on, my medicine, work!” - Iago
• “As he shall smile, Othello shall go mad.” - Iago
• “How shall I murder him, Iago?” - Othello
• “Let her rot and perish, and be damned tonight, for she shall not live.” - Othello
• “My heart is turned to stone.” - Othello
• “Yet the pity of it, Iago! O Iago, the pity of it, Iago!” - Othello
• “I will chop her into messes. Cuckold me!” - Othello
• “Do it not with poison; strangle her in her bed, even the bed she hath contaminated.” - Iago
• “What, is he angry?” - Desdemona
• “Devil! [he strikes her]” - Othello
• “I have not deserved this.” - Desdemona
• “I will not stay to offend you.” - Desdemona
• “Is this the noble Moor?” - Lodovico
• “He is much changed.“ - Iago
• “If any wretch have put this in your head, let heaven requite it with the serpents curse!” - Emilia
• “For if she be not honest, chaste and true, there’s no man happy.” - Emilia
• “How am I false?“ - Desdemona
• “Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?” - Desdemona
• “Impudent strumpet!” - Othello
• “Cunning whore of Venice.” - Othello
• “If any such there be, heaven pardon him.” - Desdemona
• “The Moor’s abused by some most villainous knave.” - Emilia
• “His unkindness may defeat my life, but never taint my love.” - Desdemona
• “Your words and performances are no kin together.“ - Roderigo
• “If I do die before thee, prithee shroud me in one of those same sheets.” - Desdemona
• “He she loved proved mad and did forsake her.” - Desdemona
• “That song tonight will not go from my mind.” - Desdemona
• “Who would not make her husband a cuckold, to make him a monarch?“ - Emilia
• “Having the world for your labour, ‘tis a wrong in your world, and you might quickly make it right.” - Emilia
• “But I do think it is their husbands’ faults if wives do fall.” - Emilia
• “Let husbands know their wives have sense like them.” - Emilia
• “The ills we do, their ills instruct us so.” - Emilia