Othello the Moor of Venice

Despise m me if I do not. Three great ones of the city,In personal suit to make me his lieutenant,Off-capp’d to him; and by the faith of man,I know my price, I am worth no worse a place.But he, as loving his own pride and purposes,Evades them, with a bombast circumstance,Horribly stuff ’d with epithets of war:And in conclusion,Nonsuits my mediators: for “Certes,” says he,“I have already chose my officer.”And what was he?   (Tanıtım Bülteninden)  )