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Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,
Lead to the Sagittary the raised search:
Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is ; And what's to come of my despised time *, Is nought but bitterness.-Now, Roderigo, Where didst thou see her?-O, unhappy girl! With the Moor, say'st thou?-Who would be a father? [deceivest me How didst thou know 'twas she? O, thou Past thought!-What said she to you?-Get more tapers:
Raise all my kindred.-Are they married think Rod. Truly, I think, they are. [you? Bra. O heaven!-How got she out!-0 treason of the blood![minds Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' By what you see them act.-Are there not charms,
By which the property of youth and maidhood
May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo,
Some one way, some another.-Do you know
To get good guard, and go along with me. Bra. Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call;
I may command at most ;-Get weapons, ho! And raise some special officers of night.On, good Roderigo;-I'll deserve your pains. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. Another Street. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants. lago. Though in the trade of war I have
Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience, To do no contrived murder; I lack iniquity Sometimes, to do me service: Nine or ten times [the ribs.
I had thought to have yerk'd him here under Oth. 'Tis better as it is.
lago. Nay, but he prated, And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms Against your honour,
That, with the little godliness I have,
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir,
* Old age.
* Seat or throne. Unsettled.
Let him do his spite:
Oth. My services, which I have done the signiory, Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know, [nour, (Which, when I know that boasting is an ho I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being From men of royal siege ; and my demerits May speak, unbonneted, to as proud a forAs this that I have reached: For know, Iago, But that I love the gentle Desdemona, I would not my unhoused ¶ free condition Put into circumscription and confine For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come youder?
Enter CASSIO, at a distance, and certain Officers with Torches.
Iago. These are the raised father, and his You were best go in. [friends: Oth. Not I: I must be found; My parts, my title, and my perfect soul, Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
Lago. By Janus, I think no. [lieutenant. Oth. The servants of the duke, and my The goodness of the night upon you, friends! What is the news?
Cas. The duke does greet you, general;
It is a business of some heat: the galleys
When, being not at your lodging to be found,
[Exit. Ancient, what makes he here? Iago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a
Brabantio, magnifico is his title as a senator. Demerits has the same meaning in Shakspeare as merits. || Covered
A rich vessel.
Lago. You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for [dew will rust them.
you. Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the Good signior, you shall more command with Than with your weapons. [years, Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?
Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her
If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense,
1 therefore apprehend and do attach thee,
[go Without a prompter.-Where will you that I To answer this your charge?
To prison: till fit time - Of law, and course of direct session, Call thee to answer.
Oth. What if I do obey ? How may the duke be therewith satisfied? Whose messengers are here about my side, Upon some present business of the state, To bring me to him?
Off. 'Tis true, most worthy signior, The duke's in council; and your noble self, I am sure, is sent for. Bra. How! the duke in council! In this time of the night!-Bring him away: Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself, Or any of my brothers of the state, Cannot but feel this wrong, as 'twere their own: For if such actions may have passage free, Bond-slaves, and paganst, shall our statesmen be. [Exeunt. SCENE III.
The same. A Council
The Duke, and Senators, sitting at a Table;
Duke. There is no composition in these That gives them credit. [news, 1 Sen. Indeed, they are disproportion'd; My letters say, a hundred and seven galleys. Duke. And mine, a hundred and forty. 2 Sen. And mine, two hundred : But though they jump not on a just account,
To terrify not delight. Conjecture.
So was I bid report here to the state,
Duke. How say you by this change?
By no assay of reason; 'tis a pageant,
So may he with more facile question || bear it,
That Rhodes is dress'd in:-if we make thought of this,
We must not think, the Turk is so unskilful,
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and graci[Rhodes, Steering with due course toward the isle of Have there injointed them with an after fleet. 1 Sen. Ay, so I thought: How many, as you guess? [stem
Mess. Of thirty sail: and now do they reTheir backward course, bearing with frank appearance [tano,
Their purposes toward Cyprus.-Signior Mon--
Duke. "Tis certain then for Cyprus.Marcus Lucchesé, is he not in town? 1 Sen. He's now in Florence. Duke. Write from us; wish him post-posthaste despatch. [liant Moor. 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio, and the vaEnter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers. Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you
Against the general enemy Ottoman.
I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; [To BRABANTIO. We lack'd your counsel and your help to night. Bra. So did I your's: Good your grace, pardon me;
+ The pagans and Easy.dispute.
bond-slaves of Africa. State of defence.
t Consistency. ** Combat.
Neither my place, nor aught 1 heard of busi
Hath raised me from my bed; nor doth the
Take hold on me; for my particular grief
Why, what's the matter?
Your special mandate, for the state affairs,
Duke & Sen. We are very sorry for it.
Bra. Nothing but this is so.
And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace;
I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver
What conjuration, and what mighty magic,
• Without. Weak show.
++ Caves and dens. "
Why this should be. I therefore vocch again,
Or with some dram conjured to this effect,
Did you by indirect and forced courses
[Exeunt IAGO and Attendants.
Duke. Say it, Othello.
Oth. Her father loved me; oft invited me;
I ran it through, even from my boyish days,
It was my hint to speak, such was the process;
Would Desdemona seriously incline: [thence;
Best exertion. § Open proof.
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs": She swore,-In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange;
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd, she had not heard it; yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me;
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd;
Take up this mangled matter at the best:
Do you perceive in all this noble company,
My noble father,
And so much duty as my mother show'd
Bra. God be with you !-I have done :
I here do give thee that with all my heart, Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart [jewel, I would keep from thee.-For your sake, I am glad at soul I have no other child; For thy escape would teach me tyranny, To hang elogs on them.-I have done, my lord. Duke. Let me speak like yourself; and lay a sentence, [lovers Which, as a grise*, or step, may help these Into your favour.
When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
To mourn a mischief that is past and gone,
He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief.
Grise from degrees. words of consolation.
Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile;
But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow,
I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for Cyprus :-Othello, the for titude of the place is best known to you: And though we have there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a sovereign. mistress of effects, throws a more safer voice on you you must therefore be content to slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition. Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave sena. tors,
Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war
I find in hardness; and do undertake
Be't at her father's. Bra.
Oth. Nor I.
If you please,
I'll not have it so.
Des. Nor I; I would not there reside,
Duke. What would you, Desdemona ?
My downright violence and storm of fortunes
ti. e., That the wonnds of sorrow were ever cured by + Obscure. § Acknowledge. Allowance. Affes
ind heaven defend your good souls, that you think
I will your serious and great business scant, Fort she is with me: No, when light-wing'd toys
Of feather'd Cupid seel with wanton dulness
Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,
This night. 1
With all my heart. morning here we'll
Othello, leave some officer behind,
Please your grace, my ancient; A man he is of honesty and trust: To his conveyance I assign my wife, [think With what else needful your good grace shall To be sent after me.
Let it be so. Good night to every one. And, noble signior, [TO BRABANTIO, If virtue no delighted beauty lack, Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. 1 Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdemona well. [to see; Bra. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye She has deceived her father, and may thee. [Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, &c. Oth. My life upon her faith.-Honest lago, My Desdemona must I leave to thee; I pr'ythee, let thy wife attend on her; And bring them after in the best advantage.Come, Desdemona; I have but an hour Of love, of worldly matters and direction, To spend with thee: we must obey the time. [Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA. Rod. Iago.
Iago. What say'st thou, noble heart? Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou? lago, Why, go to bed, and sleep.
Rod. I will incontinently drown myself. Iago, Well, if thou dost, I shall never love thee after it. Why, thou silly gentleman!
Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment: and then have we a prescription to die, when death is our physician.
Jago. O villanous! I have looked upon the world for four times seven years! and since I could distinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never found a man that knew how to love himself, Ere I would say, I would
drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, would change my humanity with a baboon. Rod. What should I do? I confess, it is my shame to be so fond **; bu ** but it is not in virtue to amend it.
Iago. Virtue? a fig 'tis in ourselves, that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens; to the which, our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce; set hyssop, and weed up thyme; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills. If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensu ality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions: But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted + lusts; whereof I take this, that you call-love, to be a sect, or scion.
Rod. It cannot be.
Iago. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a permission of the will. Come, be a man: Drown thyself? drown cats, and blind puppies. I have professed me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness; I could never bệtter thee than now. Put money in thy
Pu follow these w with an usurped bars; defeat thy favour
Isay, put money in thy purse. It cannot be, that Desdemona should long continue her love to the Moor,put money in thy purse-nor he his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou shalt see an
but money in thy purse.These Moors are changeable in their wills;-fill thy purse with money: the food that to him now is as lus cious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must change for youth: when she is sated with his body, she will find the error of her choice.-She must have change, she must; therefore put money in thy purse. If thou wilt needs damn thy self, do it a more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money thou canst: If sanctimony and a frail vow, betwixt an err ing barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian, be not too hard for my wits, and all the tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy, than to be drowned and go without her.
Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on the issue?
Iago. Thou art sure of me ;-Go, make money :-I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I hate the Moor: My cause is hearted: thine hath no less reason; Let us be conjunctive in our revenge against A small kettle. #Unbridled.
Forbid. Helmet. ¶ Immediately. A sect is what the gardeners call a cutting. 29. Change your countenance with a false beard.