Monologue

Brabantio Monologue from Othello

From Othello by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 28 sec

So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me. Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business Hath rais’d me from my bed, nor doth the general care Take hold on me; for my particular grief Is of so flood-gate and o’erbearing nature That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, And it is still itself.

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