The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
And, O you mortal engines, whose rude throats
The immortal Jove’s dread clamours counterfeit,
Farewell! Othello’s occupation’s gone!
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 346
O wretched fool!
That liv’st to make thine honesty a vice.
O monstrous world! Take note, take note, O world!
To be direct and honest is not safe.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 376
This denoted a foregone conclusion.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 429
Like to the Pontick sea,
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne’er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne’er look back, ne’er ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 454
For here’s a young and sweating devil here,
That commonly rebels. ’Tis a good hand,
A frank one.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 4, l. 43
That handkerchief
Did an Egyptian to my mother give.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 4, l. 56
’Tis true; there’s magic in the web of it;
A sibyl, that had numbered in the world
The sun to course two hundred compasses,
In her prophetic fury sewed the work;
The worms were hallowed that did breed the silk,
And it was dyed in mummy which the skilful
Conserved of maidens’ hearts.
‘Othello’ (1602-4) act 3, sc. 4, l. 70
Jealous souls will not be answered so;