Othello

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 2 Scene 1

page Act 2 Scene 1 Page 9

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If such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft, which now again you are most apt to play the sir in. Very good, well kissed, and excellent courtesy! ’tis so, indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips? Would they were clyster-pipes for your sake!—
If you lose your job because of little flirtations like this, you’ll wish you hadn’t been so courteous with her. Oh, how nice, you’re

kissing

A gentleman’s kissing his own fingers was considered a polite gesture.

kissing
your own hand, one finger at a time? I wish those fingers were enema tubes!—
Trumpet within
A trumpet plays offstage.
165The Moor! I know his trumpet.
That’s the Moor! I recognize his trumpet.

CASSIO

    'Tis truly so.

CASSIO

Yes, it is.

DESDEMONA

Let’s meet him and receive him.

DESDEMONA

Let’s go greet him when he lands.

CASSIO

    Lo, where he comes!

CASSIO

Look, here he comes.
Enter OTHELLO and attendants
OTHELLO enters with attendants.

OTHELLO

Oh my fair warrior!

OTHELLO

My beautiful warrior!

DESDEMONA

    My dear Othello!

DESDEMONA

My darling Othello!

OTHELLO

It gives me wonder great as my content
To see you here before me. Oh, my soul’s joy!
170If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have wakened death,
And let the laboring bark climb hills of seas
Olympus-high, and duck again as low
As hell’s from heaven! If it were now to die,
175'Twere now to be most happy, for I fear
My soul hath her content so absolute
That not another comfort like to this
Succeeds in unknown fate.

OTHELLO

I’m amazed you got here before me. But I’m overjoyed! My love, if the calm after the storm could always be this wonderful, I’d want the wind to blow until it waked the dead, and whipped up waves as tall as mountains! If I died right now I’d be completely happy, since I’ll probably never be as happy as this again in my life.

DESDEMONA

    The heavens forbid
But that our loves and comforts should increase,
180Even as our days do grow.

DESDEMONA

God willing, our love and our happiness will only increase as we get older.