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IAGO
Despise me
If I do not. Three great ones of the city
(In personal suit to make me his lieutenant)
Off-capped to him, and by the faith of man
I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.
But he (as loving his own pride and purposes)
Evades them with a bombast circumstance
Horribly stuffed with epithets of war,
And in conclusion
Nonsuits my mediators. For Certes, says he,
I have already chose my officer.
And what was he?
Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
One Michael Cassio, a Florentine
(A fellow almost damned in a fair wife)
That never set a squadron in the field,
Nor the division of a battle knows
More than a spinster unless the bookish theoric,
IAGO
I do hate
him
They\ re talking about Othello, though they never mention his name.
him, I swear. Three of Venice s most important noblemen took their hats off to him
and asked him humbly to make me his lieutenant, the second in command. And I kn
ow my own worth well enough to know I deserve that position. But he wants to hav
e things his own way, so he sidesteps the issue with a lot of military talk and
refuses their request. I ve already chosen my lieutenant, he says. And who does he c
hoose? A guy who knows more about numbers than fighting! This guy from Florence
named Michael Cassio. He has a pretty wife but he can t even control her. And he s d
efinitely never commanded men in battle. He s got no more hands-on knowledge of wa
rfare than an old woman unless you count what he s read in books,