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Third Gentleman: “They _ tempest” – imagery of storm separating Othello.
They were parted with foul and violent tempest
Cassio: “He _ description” – Cassio praising Desdemona.
He hath achiev’d a maid that paragons description and wild fame
Cassio: “Our _ captain” – Desdemona is in control of Othello.
Our great captain’s captain
Cassio: “Ye _ knees” – Cassio’s charisma/flirtatious tone.
Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees
Cassio: “I _ drinking” – Cassio admits his drinking problem.
I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking
Cassio: “Reputation, _ bestial” – importance of reputation.
Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation. I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial
Iago: “You _ beds” – sexist view of women.
You are pictures out o’doors; … Players in your housewifery; and housewives in your beds
Iago: “That _ it” – thinks Cassio loves Desdemona.
That Cassio loves her, I do well believe it
Iago: “Now, _ too” – admits he loves/lusts for Desdemona.
Now, I do love her too
Iago: “I _ seat” – suspects the Moor is in a relationship with his wife.
I do suspect the lusty Moor Hath leap’d into my seat
Iago: “For _ too” – suspects Emilia is cheating; shows paranoia.
(For I fear Cassio with my night-cap too)
Iago: “My _ stream” – imagery of the storm; he escapes chaos.
My boat sails freely, both with wind and stream
Iago: “I _ Cassio” – deceiving everyone; saying that he’d never say anything bad about Cassio
I had rather ha’ this tongue cut from my mouth Than it should do offence to Michael Cassio
Iago: “I’ll _ lust” – planning to manipulate Othello about Desdemona.
I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear: That she repeals him for her body’s lust
Iago: “So _ all” – exploit Desdemona’s goodness to manipulate others.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch, And out of her own goodness make the net That shall enmesh ’em all
Othello: “My _ rule” – Othello losing rational control.
My blood begins my safer guides to rule
Othello: “Cassio, _ mine” – Othello firing Cassio rashly.
Cassio, I love thee, But never more be officer of mine