Speeches (Lines) for Gratiano in "The Tragedy of Othello; or, The Moor of Venice"

Total: 20
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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 V / 1
  • 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.
  • 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.
  • Cassio. What, ho! no watch? no passage? murder! murder!

    Gratiano. 'Tis some mischance; the cry is very direful.

2 V / 1
  • Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.
  • Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.
  • Lodovico. Hark!

    Gratiano. Here's one comes in his shirt, with light and weapons.

3 V / 1
  • This is Othello's ancient, as I take it.
  • This is Othello's ancient, as I take it.
  • Iago. What's the matter?

    Gratiano. This is Othello's ancient, as I take it.

4 V / 1
  • Cassio!
  • Cassio!
  • Iago. I cry you mercy. Here's Cassio hurt by villains.

    Gratiano. Cassio!

5 V / 1
  • I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you.
  • I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you.
  • Cassio. No.

    Gratiano. I am to find you thus: I have been to seek you.

6 V / 1
  • What, of Venice?
  • What, of Venice?
  • Iago. Gentlemen all, I do suspect this trash
    To be a party in this injury.
    Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come;
    Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?
    Alas my friend and my dear countryman
    Roderigo! no:--yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo.

    Gratiano. What, of Venice?

7 V / 1
  • Know him! ay.
  • Know him! ay.
  • Iago. Even he, sir; did you know him?

    Gratiano. Know him! ay.

8 V / 1
  • I am glad to see you.
  • I am glad to see you.
  • Iago. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon;
    These bloody accidents must excuse my manners,
    That so neglected you.

    Gratiano. I am glad to see you.

9 V / 1
  • Roderigo!
  • Roderigo!
  • Iago. How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!

    Gratiano. Roderigo!

10 V / 1
  • Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
    I'll fetch the general's surgeo...
  • Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
    I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
    [To BIANCA]
    For you, mistress,
    Save you your labour. He that lies slain
    here, Cassio,
    Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?
  • Iago. He, he 'tis he.
    [A chair brought in]
    O, that's well said; the chair!

    Gratiano. Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
    I'll fetch the general's surgeon.
    [To BIANCA]
    For you, mistress,
    Save you your labour. He that lies slain
    here, Cassio,
    Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?

11 V / 2
  • What is the matter?
  • What is the matter?
  • Emilia. O, are you come, Iago? you have done well,
    That men must lay their murders on your neck.

    Gratiano. What is the matter?

12 V / 2
  • 'Tis a strange truth.
  • 'Tis a strange truth.
  • Othello. Nay, stare not, masters: it is true, indeed.

    Gratiano. 'Tis a strange truth.

13 V / 2
  • Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead:
    Thy match was mortal to him, an...
  • Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead:
    Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief
    Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now,
    This sight would make him do a desperate turn,
    Yea, curse his better angel from his side,
    And fall to reprobation.
  • Othello. [Rising] O, she was foul!
    I scarce did know you, uncle: there lies your niece,
    Whose breath, indeed, these hands have newly stopp'd:
    I know this act shows horrible and grim.

    Gratiano. Poor Desdemona! I am glad thy father's dead:
    Thy match was mortal to him, and pure grief
    Shore his old thread in twain: did he live now,
    This sight would make him do a desperate turn,
    Yea, curse his better angel from his side,
    And fall to reprobation.

14 V / 2
  • Fie!
    Your sword upon a woman?
  • Fie!
    Your sword upon a woman?
  • Emilia. I will not.

    Gratiano. Fie!
    Your sword upon a woman?

15 V / 2
  • The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife.
  • The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife.
  • Othello. Are there no stones in heaven
    But what serve for the thunder?--Precious villain!

    Gratiano. The woman falls; sure, he hath kill'd his wife.

16 V / 2
  • He's gone, but his wife's kill'd.
  • He's gone, but his wife's kill'd.
  • Emilia. Ay, ay: O, lay me by my mistress' side.

    Gratiano. He's gone, but his wife's kill'd.

17 V / 2
  • [Within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear:
    Thou hast no weapon, an...
  • [Within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear:
    Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.
  • Othello. I have another weapon in this chamber;
    It is a sword of Spain, the ice-brook's temper:--
    O, here it is. Uncle, I must come forth.

    Gratiano. [Within] If thou attempt it, it will cost thee dear:
    Thou hast no weapon, and perforce must suffer.

18 V / 2
  • What is the matter?
  • What is the matter?
  • Othello. Look in upon me then and speak with me,
    Or, naked as I am, I will assault thee.

    Gratiano. What is the matter?

19 V / 2
  • Torments will ope your lips.
  • Torments will ope your lips.
  • Lodovico. What, not to pray?

    Gratiano. Torments will ope your lips.

20 V / 2
  • All that's spoke is marr'd.
  • All that's spoke is marr'd.
  • Lodovico. O bloody period!

    Gratiano. All that's spoke is marr'd.

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