Othello

by: William Shakespeare

Act I, scenes i–ii

1
I follow him to serve my turn upon him.
We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
Cannot be truly followed. (I.i.)
2
Because we come to do you
service and you think we are ruffians, you’ll have your
daughter covered with a Barbary horse. You’ll have
your nephews neigh to you. (I.i.111–14)
3
Damned as thou art, thou hast enchanted her,
For I’ll refer me to all things of sense,
If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy,
So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy, curlèd darlings of our nation,
Would ever have, t’ incur a general mock,
Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou—to fear, not to delight. (I.ii.)