Monday, December 3, 2012

Match Up! 1






DesdemonaAlas the heavy day! Why do
you weep? 
Am I the motive of these tears, my lord? If haply you my father do suspect 
An instrument of this your calling back, 
Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, 
Why, I have lost him too.

OthelloHad it pleased heaven To try me with affliction; had they rain'd 
All kinds of sores and shames on my bare head. 
Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips, 
Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes, 
I should have found in some place of my soul. A drop of patience: but, alas, to make me 
A fixed figure for the time of scorn 
To point his slow unmoving finger at! 
Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: 
But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life; 
The fountain from the which my current runs, 
Or else dries up; to be discarded thence! 
Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads 
To knot and gender in! Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin,— 
Ay, there, look grim as hell!

DesdemonaI hope my noble lord esteems me honest.

OthelloO, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles, 
That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet 
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst 
ne'er been born!

DesdemonaAlas, what ignorant sin have I committed?

OthelloWas this fair paper, this most goodly book, Made to write 'whore' upon? What committed! 
Committed! O thou public commoner! 
I should make very forges of my cheeks, 
That would to   cinders burn up modesty, 
Did I but speak thy deeds. What committed! Heaven stops the nose at it and the moon winks, 
The bawdy wind that kisses all it meets 
Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, 
And will not hear it. What committed! 
Impudent strumpet!

DesdemonaBy heaven, you do me wrong.

OthelloAre you not a strumpet?

DesdemonaNo, as I am a Christian: 
If to preserve this vessel for my lord 
From any other foul unlawful touch 
Be not to be a strumpet, I am none.

OthelloWhat, not a whore?

DesdemonaNo, as I shall be saved.

OthelloIs't possible?

DesdemonaO, heaven forgive us!

OthelloI cry you mercy, then: 
I took you for that cunning whore of Venice 
That married with Othello. 
[Raising his voice] 
You, mistress, That have the office opposite to Saint Peter, 
And keep the gate of hell! 
[Re-enter EMILIA] 
You, you, ay, you! 
We have done our course; there's money for your pains: I pray you, turn the key and keep our counsel

You were my sun
You were my earth
But you didn't know all the ways I loved you, no
So you took a chance
And made other plans
But I bet you didn't think that they would come crashing down, no

You don't have to say, what you did,
I already know, I found out from him
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it

You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
To cry, cry me a river
Cry me a river-er
Cry me a river
Cry me a river-er, yea yea

I know that they say
That somethings are better left unsaid
It wasn't like you only talked to him and you know it
(Don't act like you don't know it)
All of these things people told me
Keep messing with my head
(Messing with my head)
You should've picked honesty
Then you may not have blown it
(Yea..)

You don't have to say, what you did,
(Don't have to say, what you did)
I already know, I found out from him
(I already know, uh)
Now there's just no chance, for you and me, there'll never be
(No chance, you and me)
And don't it make you sad about it

You told me you loved me
Why did you leave me, all alone
(All alone)
Now you tell me you need me
When you call me, on the phone
(When you call me on the phone)
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy
(I'm not like them baby)
Your bridges were burned, and now it's your turn
(It's your turn)
To cry, cry me a river
(Go on and just)
Cry me a river-er


















































































Alas the heavy day! Why do
you weep? 
Am I the motive of these tears, my lord? If haply you my father do suspect 
An instrument of this your calling back, 
Lay not your blame on me: If you have lost him, 
Why, I have lost him too.

Now there's just no chance, there'll never be
And don't it make you sad about it

I hope my noble lord esteems me honest.

The damage is done
I know that they say
That somethings are better left unsaid
It wasn't like you only talked to him and you know it
All of these things people told me
Keep messing with my head

I hope my noble lord esteems me honest.

You were my sun
You were my earth

Alas, what ignorant sin have I committed?

Girl I refuse, And don't it make you sad about it

By heaven, you do me wrong.

You don't have to say, what you did,
I already know

No, as I am a Christian: 
If to preserve this vessel for my lord 
From any other foul unlawful touch Be not to be a strumpet, I am none.

So you took a chance
And made other plans

No, as I shall be saved.

But I bet you didn't think that they would come crashing down

O, heaven forgive us!

And don't it make you sad about it
You told me you loved me. Now you tell me you need me
Girl I refuse, you must have me confused
With some other guy.


I choose the song "cry me a river" by Justin Timberlake. He is saying how the girl is telling him he needs him, and he wants him and is not true. He found out she was with someone else. He is trying to be tough and telling her that she is not her backup and he is done. She can cry anything she wants but it will not work with him. When I read the lyrics of this song, I can relate Othello’s feelings. He is really mad when he thinks Desdemona is cheating on him. He tries to look tough and strong. Inside he is going crazy. When he is telling Desdemona to back up he tells her she doesn’t need to cover it up, to stop being all nice and tell the truth. He also says that she is a false woman that tells him he loves him but it is not true. 


Example:

Othello: O, ay; as summer flies are in the shambles, 
That quicken even with blowing. O thou weed,
Who art so lovely fair and smell'st so sweet 
That the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst 
ne'er been born!


Song: You were my sun, you were my earth

Othello is talking about how she was his everything, she seemed she was no nice and kind but not of it was true. i match it up with "you were my sun, were my earth" she looked as she was the best but that was in the past, he uses were twice meaning no more.







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