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Yes, sir; I have indeed. When, being not at your lodging to be found, Bra. Call up my brother.-0, that you had had The senate hath sent about three several quests, her!

To search you out. Some one way, some another.-Do you know Oth.

'Tis well I am found by you. Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? I will but spend a word here in the house, Rod. I think, I can discover him: if you please And go with you.

[Erit. To get good guard, and go along with me.


Ancient, what makes he bere! Bra. Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; lago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land I may command at most ;-Get weapons, ho!

And raise some special officers of night. If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.
On, good Roderigo :--I'll deserve your pains. Cas. I do not understand.
[Exeunt. lago.

He's married.

To who!!
SCENE II.- Another Street.

Re-enter OTHELLO. Enter OTHELLO, lago, and Attendants.

lago. Marry, to-Come, captain, will you go? lago. Though in the trade of war I have slain


Have with you. men, Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience,

Cas. Here comes another troop to seek for you. To do no contriv'd murder; I lack iniquity

Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers of Sometimes to do me service : Nine or ten times

night, with Torches and Weapons. I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the lago. It is Brabantio:-general, be advis'd; ribs.

He comes to bad intent. Oth. "Tis better as it is.


Hola! stand there! lago.

Nay, but he prated, Rod. Signior, it is the Moor. And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms


Down with him, thief! Against your honor,

[They draw on both sides. That with the little godliness I have,

lago. You, Roderigo! come sir, I am for you. I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir, Oih. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew Are you fast married ? for, be sure of this,

will rust them.That the magnifico is much belov’d;

Good signior, you shall more command with years, And hath, in his effect, a voice potential

Than with your weapons. As double as the duke's; he will divorce you ; Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stowd Or put upon you what restraint and grievance

my daughter ? The law (with all his might, to enforce it on) Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her: Will give him cable.

For I'll refer me to all things of sense, Oth.

Let him do his spite : If she in chains of magic were not bound, My services, which I have done the signiory, Whether a maid-so tender, fair, and happy; Shall out-tongue his complaints. "Tis yet to know, So opposite to marriage, that she shunnd (Which when I know that boasting is an honor, The wealthy curled darlings of our nation, I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being Would ever have, to incur a general mock, From men of royal siege ;' and my demerits Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom May speak, unbonneted, to as proud a fortune Of such a thing as thou: to fear, not to delight. As this that I have reach'd : For know, Iago, Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense, But that I love the gentle Desdemona,

That thou hast practis'd on her with foul charms; I would not my unhoused free condition

Abus'd her delicate youth with drugs, or minerals

, Put into circumscription and confine

That waken motion :-I'll have it disputed on; For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come | 'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking. yonder ?

I therefore apprehend and do attach thee, Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officers For an abuser of the world, a practiser with Torches.

Of arts inhibited and out of warrant:lago. These are the raised father, and his friends: Lay hold upon him; if he do resist, You were best go in.

Subdue him at his peril.
Not I: I must be found;


Hold your hands, My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,

Both you of my inclining, and the rest: Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it lago. By Janus, I think no.

Without a prompter.- Where will you that I go Oth. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.

To answer this your charge ?

Bra. The goodness of the night upon you, friends!

To prison: till fit time What is the news?

Of law, and course of direct session,

Call thee to answer. Cas. The duke does greet you, general ;


What if I do obey ?
And he requires your haste-poste-haste appearance, How may the duke be therewith satisfied;
Even on the instant.
What is the matter, think you?

Whose messengers are here about my side,
Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine; Upon some present business of the state,
It is a business of some heat: the gallies

To bring me to him?
Have sent a dozen sequent messengers


'Tis true, most worthy signior, This very night at one another's heels;

The duke's in council; and your noble self,

I am sure, is sent for. And many of the consuls, rais’d, and met, Are at the duke's already: You have been hotly In this time of the night!—Bring him away:


How! the duke in council! callid for;

Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself, • Brabantio, magnifico is his title as a senator. Seat or throne.

Or any of my brothers of the state, • Demerits has the same meaning in Shakspeare as merits.

* A rich vessel.


Cannot but feel this wrong, as 'twere their own; Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, Iago, RODERIGO, For if such actions may have passage free,

and Officers. Bond-slaves, and pagans, shall our statesmen be.


Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ

you SCENE III.-A Council Chamber.

Against the general enemy Ottoman. The Duke, and Senators, sitting at a Table; Offi-| I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; cers attending.


We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night. Duke. There is no composition in these news, Bra. So did I yours: Good your grace, pardon That gives them credit.

me; I Sen. Indeed, they are disproportion'd; Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, My letters say, a hundred and seven gallies. Hath rais'd me from my bed; nor doth the general

Duke. And mine a hundred and forty: 2 Sen.

And mine, two hundred: Take hold on me; for my particular grief But though they jump not on a just account, Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature, (As in these cases, where the aim reports, That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, "Tis oft with difference,) yet do they all confirm And it is still itself. A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus.


Why, what's the matter? Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; Bra. My daughter! O, my daughter ! I do not so secure me in the error,


Dead? But the main article I do approve


Ay, to me; In fearful sense.

She is abus'd, stol'n from me, and corrupted Sailor. [Within.) What ho! what ho! what ho! By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks: Enter an Officer, with a Sailor.

For nature so preposterously to err,

Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, Off. A messenger from the gallies.

Sans witchcraft could not-

Now? the business ?
Sailor. The Turkish preparation makes for Hath thus beguild your daughter of herself


Duke. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul proceeding, Rhodes : So was I bid report here to the state,

And you of her, the bloody book of law

You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, By signior Angelo.

After your own sense; yea, though our proper son : Duke. How say you by this change ? 1 Sen.

This cannot be,

Stood in your action."

Humbly I thank your grace. By no assay of reason; 'tis a pageant,

Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, To keep us in false gaze: When we consider

Your special mandate, for the state affairs, The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk;

Hath hither brought. And let ourselves again but understand,

Duke & Sen. We are very sorry for it. That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,

Duke. What, in your own part, can you say to So may he with more facile question' bear it,


[To OTHELLO. For that it stands not in such warlike brace,'

Bra. Nothing but this is so.
But altogether lacks the abilities
That Rhodes is dress'd in:—if we make thought My very noble and approv'd good masters,

Oth. Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, of this,

That I have ta’en away this old man's daughter, We must not think, the Turk is so unskilful,

It is most true; true, I have married her; To leave that latest which concerns him first;

The very head and front of my offending Neglecting an attempt of ease, and gain,

Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, To wake and wage a danger profitless. Duke. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for for since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,

And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace, Rhodes.

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used Off. Here is more news.

Their dearest action in the tented field:
Enter a Messenger.

And little of this great world can I speak,
Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracious,

More than pertains to feats of broil and battle ; Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes, And therefore little shall I grace my cause, Have there injointed them with an after fleet.

In speaking for myself: Yet, by your gracious pa1 Sen. Ay, so I thought:—How many, as you I will a round unvarnished tale deliver

tience, guess ? Mess. Of thirty sail: and now do they re-stem

Of my whole course of love ; whạt drugs, what Their backward course, bearing with frank appear. What conjuration, and what mighty magic,

charms, Their purposes toward Cyprus.—Signior Montano, (For such proceeding I am charged withal,) Your trusty and most valiant servitor,

I won his daughter with.

Bra. With his free duty recommends you thus,

A maiden never bold; And prays you to believe him.

Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Duke. "fis certain then for Cyprus.

Blush'd at herself; and she,-in spite of nature, Marcus Lucchese, is he not in town?

Of years, of country, credit, every thing, 1 Sen. He's now in Florence.

To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on? Duke. Write from us; wish him post post-haste: It is a judgment maim'd, and most imperfect, despatch.

That will confess-perfection so could err 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Against all rules of nature, and must be driven Moor.

To find out practices of cunning hell,

Why this should be. I therefore vouch again, • Consistency. o Conjecture. · Easy dispute. State of defence. 3 Combat.

• Accusation. 6 Best exertion.


4 Without.

That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, | I should but teach him how to tell my story,
Or with some dram conjur'd to this effect, And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I
He wrought upon her.

spake; Duke.

To vouch this is no proof; She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd; Without more certain and more overt test," And I lov'd her, that she did pity them. Than these thin habits, and poor likelihoods This only is the witchcraft I have used; or modern seeming," do prefer against him. Here comes the lady, let her witness it. 1 Sen. But, Othello, speak;

Enter DESDEMONA, Lago, and Attendants. Did you by indirect and forced courses Subdue and poison this young maid's affections ? Duke. I think, this tale would win my daughter Or came it by request, or such fair question

too. As soul to soul affordeth ?

Good Brabantio,
I do beseech you,

Take up this mangled matter at the best:
Send for the lady to the Sagittary,"

Men do their broken weapons rather use,
And let her speak of me before her father : Than their bare hands.
If you do find me foul in her report,


I pray you, hear her speak; The trust, the office, I do hold of you,

If she confess, that she was half the wooer, Not only take away, but let your sentence Destruction on my head, if my bad blame Even fall upon my life.

Light on the man !-Come hither, gentle mistress; Duke.

Fetch Desdemona hither. Do you perceive in all this noble company, Oth. Ancient, conduct them; you best know the Where most you owe obedience ? place.- [Exeunt Lago, and Attendants. Des.

My noble father, And, till she come, as truly as to heaven

I do perceive here a divided duty: I do confess the vices of my blood,

To you I am bound for life and education; So justly to your grave years I'll present

My life, and education, both do learn me How I did thrive in this fair lady's love,

How to respect you; you are the lord of duty, And she in mine.

I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husDuke. Say it, Othello.

band; Oth. Her father lov'd me, oft invited me; And so much duty as my mother show'd Still question'd me the story of my life,

To you, preferring you before her father, From year to year; the battles, sieges, fortunes, So much I challenge that I may profess That I have pass'd.

Due to the Moor, my lord. I ran it through, even from my boyish days,

Bra. God be with you!—I have done.-
To the very moment that he bade me tell it. Please it your grace, on to the state affairs:
Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances, I had rather to adopt a child, than get it-
Of moving accidents, by flood and field;

Come hither, Moor:
Ofhair-breadth scapes i'the imminent deadly breach; I here do give thee that with all my heart,
Of being taken by the insolent foe,

Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, I would keep from thee.-For your sake, jewel, And portance' in my travel's history:

I am glad at soul I have no other child; Wherein of antreso vast, and deserts idle,

For thy escape would teach me tyranny, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord. heaven,

Duke. Let me speak like yourself, and lay a It was my hint to speak, such was the process ;

sentence, And of the Cannibals that each other eat, Which, as a grise,' or step, may help these lovers The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Into your favor. Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, to hear,

By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. Would Desdemona seriously incline:

To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Is the next way to draw new mischief on. Which ever as she could with haste despatch, What cannot be preserv'd when fortune takes, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear

Patience her injury a mockery makes. Devour up my discourse: Which I observing, The robb’d, that smiles, steals something from the Took once a pliant hour; and found good means

thief; To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,

Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; Whereof by parcels she had something heard, We lose it not, so long as we can smile. But not intentively :' I did consent;

He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears And often did beguile her of her tears,

But the free comfort which from thence he bears: When I did speak of some distressful stroke, But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, That my youth suffer’d. My story being done, That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: These sentences, to sugar, or to gall, She swore,—In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing Being strong on both sides are equivocal: strange;

But words are words; I never yet did hear, 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:

That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear. She wish'd, she had not heard it; yet she wish'd I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation me;

makes for Cyprus :-Othello, the fortitude of the And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, place is best known to you: And though we have

there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet • Open proof.

. Weak show. opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects, throws a . The sign of the fictitious creature so called. My behavior.

Caves and dens.

more safer voice on you: you must therefore be * Intention and attention were once synonymous.

Grise from degrees.

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I would say,

content to slubber the gloss of your new fortunes With what else needful your good grace shall think
with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition. To be sent after me.
Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Duke.

Let it be so.-
Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war Good night to every one.—And, noble signior,
My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnize

[To BRABantio. A natural and prompt alacrity,

If virtue no delighted beauty lack, I find in hardness, and do undertake

Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. These present wars against the Ottomites.

1 Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdemona well. Most humbly therefore bending to your state,

Bra. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to see; I crave fit disposition for my wife;

She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee. Due reference of place, and exhibition,"

[Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, 8c. With such accommodation, and besort,

Oth. My life upon her faith.-Honest Iago, As levels with her breeding.

My Desdemona must I leave to thee; Duke.

If you please, I pr’ythee, let thy wife attend on her;
Be't at her father's.

And bring them after in the best advantage.-
I'll not have it so.

Come, Desdemona; I have but an hour
Oth. Nor I.

Of love, of worldly matters and direction, Des.

Nor I; I would not there reside, To spend with thee: we must obey the time. To put my father in impatient thoughts,

[Exeunt Othello and DESDEMONA. By being in his eye. Most gracious duke,

Rod. Iago. To my unfolding lend a gracious ear;

lago. What say'st thou, noble heart? And let me find a charter in your voice,

Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou ? To assist my simpleness.

lago. Why, go to bed, and sleep. Duke. What would you, Desdemona ?

Rod. I will incontinently drown myself.
· Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him, lago. Well, if thou dost, I shall never love thee
My downright violence and storm of fortunes after it. Why, thou silly gentleman!
May trumpet to the world; my heart's subdued Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a tor-
Even to the very quality of my lord:

ment: and then have we a prescription to die, when I saw Othello's visage in his mind;

death is our physician. And to his honors, and his valiant parts,

lago. O villanous! I have looked upon the world Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.

for four times seven years! and since I could disSo that, dear lords, if I be left behind,

tinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never A moth of peace, and he go to the war,

found a man that knew how to love himself. Ere The rites, for which I love him, are bereft me,

I would drown myself for the love of And I a heavy interim shall support

a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with By his dear absence: Let me go with him. a baboon. Oth. Your voices, lords :-'beseech you, let her Rod. What should I do? I confess it is my will

shame to be so fond; but it is not in virtue to Have a free way.

amend it. Vouch with me, heaven; I therefore beg it not, lago. Virtue ? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that we To please the palate of my appetite;

are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to Nor to comply with heat, the young affects," the which, our wills are gardeners: so that if we In my distinct and proper satisfaction;

will plant nettles, or sow lettuce; set hyssop, and But to be free and bounteous to her mind: weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, And heaven defend your good souls, that you think or distract it with many; either to have it steril I will your serious and great business scant, with idleness, or manured with industry; why, the For she is with me: No, when light-wing’d toys power and corrigible authority of this lies in our Of feather'd Cupid seel' with wanton dulness wills. If the balance of our lives had not one scale My speculative and active instruments,

of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood That my disports corrupt and taint my business, and baseness of our natures would conduct us to Let housewives make a skillet' of my helm," most preposterous conclusions: But we have reason And all indign and base adversities

to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our Make head against my estimation!

unbitted® lust; whereof I take this, that you callDuke. Be it as you shall privately determine, love, to be a sect,' or scion. Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries Rod. It cannot be. haste,

lago. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a perAnd speed must answer it; you must hence to- mission of the will. Come, be a man: Drown thynight.

self? drown cats, and blind puppies. I have proDes. To-night, my lord ?

fessed me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy Duke. This night.

deserving with cables of perdurable toughness; I Oth. With all my heart. could never better stead thee than now.

Put Duke. At nine i' the morning here we'll meet money in thy purse; follow these wars; defeat thy again.


favor with an usurped beard !* I say, put money in Othello, leave some officer behind,

thy purse. It cannot be, that Desdemona should And he shall our commission bring to you; long continue her love to the Moor,-put money in With such things else of quality and respect, thy purse ;-nor he his to her: it was a violent comAs doth import you.

mencement, and thou shalt see an answerable seOth.

Please your grace, my ancient; questration ;-put but money in thy purse.—These A man he is of honesty and trust:

Moors are changeable in their wills;—fill thy purse To his conveyance I assign my wife,

with money: the food that to him now is as lus• Obscure. & Acknowledge. * Allowance.

s Immediately.

& Unbridled. & Affections.

* A sect is what the gardeners call a cutting. a A small kettle.

. Change your countenance with a false beard.


9 Forbid.

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cious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as lago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo! coloquintida. She must change for youth: when Rod. What say you ! she is sated with his body, she will find the error lago. No more of drooning, do you hear? of her choice. She must have change, she must : Rod. I am changed. I'll sell all my land. therefore put money in thy purse.-If thou wilt lago. Go to; farewell; put money enough in needs damn thyself, do it a more delicate way than your purse.

[Exit RODERIGO drowning. Make all the money thou canst: If Thus do I ever make my fool my purse: sanctimony and a frail vow, betwixt an erring bar. For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane, barian and a supersubtle Venetian, be not too hard If I would time expend with such a snipe, for my wits, and all the tribe of hell, thou shalt en- But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor; joy her; therefore make money. A pox of drown. And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets ing thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek thou He has done my office: I know not if't be true; rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy, than to But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, be drowned and go without her.

Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well; Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend The better shall my purpose work on him. on the issue?

Cassio's a proper man: Let me see now; logo. Thou art sure of me ;-Go, make money: To get his place, and to plume up my will; -I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again A double knavery,—How? how?—Let me see:and again, I hate the Moor: My cause is hearted: | After some time, to abuse Othello's ear, thine hath no less reason: Let us be conjunctive in That he is too familiar with his wife:our revenge against him: if thou canst cuckold He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, him, thou dost thyself a pleasure, and me a sport. To be suspected; framed to make women false. There are many events in the womb of time, which The Moor is of a free and open nature, will be delivered. Traverse;' go; provide thy That thinks men honest that but seem to be so; money. We will have more of this to-morrow. And will as tenderly be led by the nose, Adieu.

As asses are. Rod. Where shall we meet i' the morning? I have't;-it is engender'd:—Hell and night lago. At my lodging.

Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. Rud. I'll be with thee betimes.



SCENE I.-A Sea-port Town in Cyprus. A Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello,

Is come on shore: the Moor himself's at sea,
Enter Montano and two Gentlemen.

And is in full commission here for Cyprus.

Mon. I am glad on't;'tis a worthy governor. Mon. What from the cape can you discern at sea? 3 Gent. But this same Cassio,—though he speak 1 Gent. Nothing at all: it is a high-wrought of comfort, flood;

Touching the Turkish loss,-yet he looks sadly, I I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, And prays the Moor be safe ; for they were parted Descry a sail.

With foul and violent tempest. Mon. Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at Mon.

'Pray heaven he be; land:

For I have serv'd him, and the man commands A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements :

Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho ! If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea,

As well to see the vessel that's come in, What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, As to throw out our eyes for brave Othello; Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of this ? Even till we make the main, and the aërial blue,

2 Gent. A segregation of the Turkish fleet: An indistinct regard. For do but stand upon the foaming shore,

3 Gent.

Come, let's do so;
The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds; For every minute is expectancy
The wind-shaked surge, with high and monstrous Of more arrivance.

Enter Cassio.
Seems to cast water on the burning bear,"
And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole: Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle,
I never did like molestation view

That so approve the Moor; 0, let the heavens On th' enchafed food.

Give him defence against the elements,

If that the Turkish fleet For I have lost him on a dangerous sea!
Be not inshelter'd and embay'd, they are drown'd: Mon. Is he well shipp'd ?
It is impossible they bear it out.

Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot
Enter a third Gentleman.

Of very expert and approv'd allowance :'

Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, 3 Gent. News, lords ! our wars are done;

Stand in bold cure.
The desperate tempest hath so bang’d the Turks, [Within.] A sail, a sail, a sail !
That their designment halts: A noble ship of Venice

Enter a Gentleman.
Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance
On most part of their fleet.

Cas. What noise !
How! is this true? 4 Gent. The town is empty;

the brow oʻthe 3 Gent. The ship is here put in, A Veronese; Michael Cassio,

Stand ranks of people, and they cryTa sail. . An ancient military word of command.

Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. • Separation. The constellation near the polar star.

: Allowed and approved expertDess.


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