Othello and Desdemona have been recently married. Duke initially disapproved of the marriage (Othello is black). Promoted Cassio to be his lieutenant and subsequently ticks off Iago. Iago plots to incite Othello's jealousy and overthrow him. Handkerchief... Iago gets Cassio removed by fighting with Roderick... Othello kills Desdemona in jelousy...then kills himself.
Harold Bloom calls Iago the prototype for a kind of evil or rebellion so profound he has been compared to Milton's Satan.
Famous Quotes: "For when my outward action doth demonstrate / The native act and figure of my heart / In compliment external, 'tis not long after / But I will wear my heart on my sleeve / For daws to peck at. I am not what I am." (Iago)
"She swore in faith 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange, / 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful." (Othello, I.3)
"I hate the Moor..." "Men should be what they seem; / Or those that be not, would they might seem none!" (Iago)
"O! Beware, my lord of jealousy; / It is the green-ey'd monster which doth mock the meat it feeds on..." (Iago)
"Put out the light, and then put out the light..." (Othello)
"I kissed thee ere I killed thee, no way but this, / Killing myself, to die upon a kiss." (Othello)
Drawn attention for portrayal of Porto-feminist character, Kate. Baptista, merchant in Padua, has two daughters, Bianca & Katherina. Bianca is a babe & has many suitors (Lucentio), but Baptista won't let Bianca marry until her older sister, Kate, is married. Petruccio, swoops in and convinces Baptista to let him woo and Mary Kate. They get married & leave for Verona...Petruccio breaks Kate down until she becomes subservient. Kate becomes the best wife of all the women in the play.
Famous Quotes: "You lie, in faith, for you are called plain Kate, and bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the crust, but Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom, Kate of Kate Hall, my super-dainty Kate--for daintiest are all cates, and therefore 'Kate' (Petruccio)
"Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot, and place your hands below your husband's foot, in token of which duty, if he please, my hand is ready, may it do him ease. ... Kiss me Kate! (Kate & Petruccio).
Regarded as the last play Shakespeare wrote alone. Most direct engagement with colonial expansion (1611). Also considered a romance play (among Winter's Tale, Cymbeline, and Pericles.
Plot: Alonso, King of Naples, returns from Tunis, where his daughter has been recently married. A tempest destroys the boat, and the crew is shipwrecked on a mysterious island. Prosperous, former duke off Milan, tells his daughter Miranda his own story about how his brother Antonio had usurped him and forced him to flee. Prospero escaped to the island with his daughter and magic books. The only inhabitants of the island are Caliban, whom Prospero eventually enslaves, and many spirits (Ariel). Ferdinand (shipwrecked dude) falls in love with Miranda, and the two get married...
Prospero and Caliban (colonizer and colonized)... Margaret Paul Joseph 1992 critical work "Caliban in Exile"... Robert Browning's dramatic monologue "Caliban in Setebos" (1864) champions Caliban as a "natural man" in Rousseau's sense of the term.
Famous Quotes: "All lost! To prayers, to prayers! All lost!" (Mariners); "I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated / to closeness and the bettering of my mind..." (Prospero) "...all the charms / of Sycorax, toads, battles, bats, light on you; / For I am all the subjects that you have, / Which first was mine own king..." (Caliban); "You taught me language, and my profit on it / Is I know how to curse. The red plague rid you / For learning me your language!" (Caliban); "O wonder! / How many goodly creatures are there here! / How beauteous mankind is! / O brave new world / That such people int!" (Miranda)
Portrays race in the form of the Jewish moneylender, Shylock.
Bassanio, a young Venetian, decides to try to marry Portia, a beautiful heiress, upon learning that her fortune might be his. He needs 3000 ducats to woo her and asks Antonio (the merchant), who needs to borrow the money himself from Shylock. Shylock doesn't like Antonio because Antonio is anti-Semitic, but he lends him the money...on the condition that, if he can't pay it back, Shylock gets "a pound of flesh." Portia's father says that her suitors must choose one of three casks before marrying her...one cask has the picture of Portia in it...if the suitor picks that one, then he may marry Portia. Shylock's daughter runs off with Lorenzo, so he's upset when Antonio can't pay. Bassanio tries to help, but all Shylock wants to do is make Antonio suffer. Portia returns to save Antonio...Shylock must give up his wealth as consequence for trying to murder, etc.
"I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following, but i will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you." (Shylock) // "The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. / An evil soul producing holy witness / Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, / A goodly apple rotten at the heart. / O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!" (Shylock) // "But love is blind, and lovers cannot see / The pretty follies that themselves commit...What, must I hold a candle to my shames?" (Jessica) // "I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, sense, affections, passions...If you prick us, do we not bleed?" (Shylock)
Part of Shakespeare's series of Histories (Henry IV & Henry V, Julius Caesar, Antony & Cleopatra, Pericles) etc. Concerns a deep meditation on the nature of evil.
Richard is Duke of Gloucester and states his intention to take the kingship from King Edward IV (his bro). Richard arranges for the murder of his brother, George, Duke of Clarence...Richard takes the reigns for his sick brother, Edward, but locks up Edwards kids in the Tower of London...He then, when he takes the throne, kills the little kids. Elizabeth (Edwards widow) flees with her children... Henry Tudor declares war on Richard.
Famous Quote: "Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York; and all the clouds that poured upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean buried...but I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks nor made to court an amorous looking-glass, I that am rudely stamped and want love's majesty to strut before a wanton ambling nymph, I that am curtailed of this fair proportion, cheated of feature by dissembling nature...and therefore since I cannot prove a lover to entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain and hate the idle pleasures of these days.