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Sailor. [Within.] What ho! what ho! what Neithering place on may be heard of business,
But the main article I do approve
Bra. Su did I yours : good your grace, pardon In fearful sense.
Hath rais'd from my bed; doth the ge
neral care Enter an Officer, with a Sailor.
Take hold on me; for my particular grief off. A messenger from the gallies.
Is of so flood-gate and o'er bearing nature, Duke. Now? the business?
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, Sail. The Turkish preparation makes for And it is still itself. Rhoiles ;
Duke. Why, what's the matter? So was I bid report here to the state,
Bra. My daughter ! O, my daughter ! By signior Angelo.
Sen. Dead? Duke. How say you by this change?
Bra. Ay, to me; 1 Sen. This cannot be,
She is abus'd, stolen from me, and corrupted By no assay of reason ; 'tis a pageant,
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks: To keep us in false gaze: When we consider
For nature so preposterously to err, The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk; Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense, And let ourselves again but understand, Sans witchcraft could notThat, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, Duke. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul proSo may he with more facile question bear it,
ceeding, For that it stands not in such warlike brace, Hath thus beguild your daughter of herself, But altogether lacks th' abilities
And you of her, the bloody book of law That Rhodes is dress’d in ;-if we make thought You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, of this,
After your own sense; yea, though our proper son We must not think, the Turk is so unskilful, Stood in your action. To leave that latest, which concerns him first; Bra. Humbly I thank your grace. Neglecting an attempt of ease, and gain, Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, To wake, and wage, a danger profitless. Your special mandate, for the state affairs, Duke. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Hath hither brought. Rhodes.
Duke & Sen. We are very sorry for it. Off. Here is more news,
Duke. What, in your own part, can you say to this?
[To Othello. Enter a Messenger.
Bra. Nothing, but this is so. Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracious, Oth. Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, Steering with due course toward the isle of My very noble and approv'd good masters,Rhodes,
That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, Have there injointed them with an after fleet. It is most true ; true, I have married her; | Sen. Ay, so I thought :-How many, as you The very head and front of my offending guess ?
Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my Mess. Of thirty sail : and now do they re-stem
speech, Their backward course, bearing with frank ap And little bless’d with the set phrase of peace ; pearance
For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith, Their purposes toward Cyprus.—Signior Mon- Till now, some nine moons wasted, they have us’d tano,
Their dearest action in the tented field; Your trusty and most valiant servitor,
And little of this great world can I speak, With his free duty recommends you thus, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle; And prays you to believe him.
And therefore little shall I grace my cause, Drike.' 'Tis certain then for Cyprus.
In speaking for myself: Yet, by your gracious Marcus Lucchese, is he not in town?
patience, 1 Sen. He's now in Florence.
I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Duke. Write from us; wish him post-post. Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what haste: despatch.
charms, 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio, and the valiant What conjuration, and what mighty magic, Moor.
(For such proceeding I am charg'd withal,)
I won his daughter with. Enter BRABANTIO, OTHello, lago, RODERIGO, Bra. A maiden never bold; and Officers.
Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight em- Blush'd at herself; and she-in spite of nature, ploy you
Of years, of country, credit, every thing: Against the general enemy Ottoman.
To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on? I did not see you ; welcome, gentle signior ; It is a judgment maim'd, and most imperfect,
[To Brabantio. That will confess-perfection so could err We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night. l'Against all rules of nature ; and must be driven
To find out practices of cunning hell,
That my youth suffer’d. My story being done, Why this should be. I therefore vouch again, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, She swore,- In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing Or with some dram conjur’d to this effect,
strange ; He wrought upon her.
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: Duke. To vouch this, is no proof;
She wish’d, she had not heard it; yet she wish'd Without more certain and more overt test, That heaven had made her such a man: sbe Than these thin habits, and poor likelihoods
thank'd me; of modern seeming, do prefer against him. And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, 1 Sen. But, Othello, speak;
I should but teach him how to tell my story, Did you, by indirect and forced courses, And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I Subdue and poison this young maid's affections ? spake: Or came it by request, and such fair question She lov'à me for the dangers I had pass'd; As soul to soul affordeth?
And I lov'd her, that she did pity them. Oth. I do beseech you,
This only is the witchcraft I have us'd;
Here comes the lady, let her witness it.
Enter DESDEMONA, Iago, and Attendants. The trust, the office, I do hold of you,
Duke. I think, this tale would win my daughNot only take away, but let your sentence
ter too.— Even fall upon my life.
Good Brabantio, Duke. Fetch Desdemona hither.
Take up this mangled matter at the best : Oth. Ancient, conduct them; you best know Men do their broken weapons rather use,
the place.- [Ereunt Iagoand Attendants. Than their bare hands. And, till she come, as truly as to heaven Bra. I pray you, hear her speak: I do confess the vices of my blood,
If she contess, that she was haif the wooer, So justly to your grave ears I'll present Destruction on my head, if my bad blame How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, Light on the man !-Ccine hither, gentle misAnd she in mine.
tress; Duke. Say it, Othello.
Do you perceive, in all this noble company,
Des. My noble father,
To you, I am bound for life, and education;
husband; Of hair-breadth scapes i’the imminent deadly And so much duty as my mother show'd breach;
To you, preferring you before her father,
So much I challenge, that I may profess
Bra. God be with you I have done: Wherein of antres vast, and desarts idle, Please it your grace, on to the state affairs; Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads I had rather to adopt a child, than get it touch heaven,
Come hither, Moor: It was my hint to speak, such was the process; I here do give thee that with all my heart, And of the Cannibals that each other eat, Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads I would keep from thee.—For your sake, jewel, Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things I am glad at soul I have no other child; to hear,
For thy escape would teach me tyranny, Would Desdemona seriously incline:
To hang clogs on them.—1 hare done, my lord. But still the house affairs would draw her thence; Duke. Let me speak like yourself; and lay : Which ever as she could with haste despatch,
sentence, She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Which, as a grise, or step, may help these loren Devour up my discourse : Which I observing, Into your favour. Took once a pliant hour; and found good means When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, By seeing the worst, which late on hopes de That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
pended. Whereof by parcels she had something heard, To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, But not intentively: I did consent;
Is the next way to draw new mischief on. And often did beguile her of her tears, What cannot be preserv'd when fortune takes, When I did speak of some distressful stroke, Patience her injury a mockery makes
The robb’d, that smiles, steals something from Have a free way. the thief;
Vouch with me, heaven ; I therefore beg it not, He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. To please the palate of my appetite;
Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; Nor to comply with heat, the young affects, We lose it not, so long as we can smile. In my distinct and proper satisfaction ; He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears But to be free and bounteous to her mind : But the free comfort, which from thence he And heaven defend your good souls, that you hears :
think But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, I will your serious and great business scant, That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. For she is with me: No, when light-wing'd toys These sentences, to sugar, or to gall,
Of feather'd Cupid seel with wanton dulness Being strong on both sides, are equivocal : My speculative and active instruments, But words are words ; I never yet did hear, That my disports corrupt and taint my business, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,
And all indign and base adversities I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of Make head against my estimation ! state.
Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, Duke. The Turk with a most mighty prepa- Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries ration makes for Cyprus :-Othello, the forti- baste, tude of the place is best known to you: And And speed must answer it; you must hence tothough we have there a substitute of most al- night. lowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a sovereign mis- Des. To-night, my lord ? tress of effects, throws a more safer voice on Duke. This night. you: you must therefore be content to slubber Oth. With all my heart. the gloss of your new fortunes with this more Duke. At nine i’the morning here we'll meet stubborn and boisterous expedition.
again. Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Othello, leave some officer behind, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war And he shall our commission bring to you; My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnize With such things else of quality and respect, A natural and prompt alacrity,
As doth import you.
Oth. Please your grace, my ancient ;
With what else needful your good grace shall Due reference of place, and exhibition ;
think With such accommodation, and besort,
To be sent after me. As levels with her breeding.
Duke. Let it be so.Duke. If you please,
Good night to every one. And, poble signior, Be't at her father's.
[To Brabantio. Bra. I'll not have it so.
If virtue no delighted beauty lack, Oth. Nor I.
Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. Des. Nor I ; I would not there reside,
1 Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdemona To put my father in impatient thoughts,
well. By being in his eye. Most gracious duke, Bra. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to To my unfolding lend a gracious ear;
see ; And let me find a charter in your voice, She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee. To assist my simpleness.
[Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, &c. Duke. What would you, Desdemona ?
Oth. My life upon her faith.-Honest Iago, Des. That I did love the Moor to live with My Desdemona must I leave to thee; him,
I pr’ythee, let thy wife attend on her ; My downright violence and storm of fortunes
And bring them after in the best advantage.-May trumpet to the world ; my heart's subdued Come, Desdemona ; I have but an hour Even to the very quality of my lord :
Of love, of worldly matters and direction, I saw Othello's visage in his mind ;
To spend with thee: we must obey the time. And to his honours and his valiant parts,
[Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
Rod. Iago. So that, dear lords, if I be left behind,
Iago. What say'st thou, noble heart? A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou ? The rites, for which I love him, are bereft me, lago. Why, go to bed, and sleep. And I a heavy interim shall support
Rod. I will incontinently drown myself. By his dear absence : Let me go with him. Iago. Well, if thou dost, I shall never love Oth. Your voices, lords :-—"beseech you, let thee after it. Why, thou silly gentleman ! ber will
Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a
torment: and then have we a prescription to twixt an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Ves die, when death is our physician.
netian, be not too hard for my wits, and all the jago. O villainous ! I have looked upon the tribe of hell, thou shalt enjoy her; therefore world for four times seven years ; and since I make money. A pox of drowning thyself ! it is could distinguish between a benefit and an in- clean out of the way: seek thou rather to be jury, I never found a man that knew how to love banged in compassing thy joy, than to be drownhimself. Ere I would say, I would drown my- ed and go without her. self for the love of a Guinea-hen, I would change Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I demy humanity with a baboon.
pend on the issue ? Rod. What should I do? I confess, it is my Iago. Thou art sure of me;-Go, make moshame to be so fond; but it is not in virtue to ney :-I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee amend it.
again and again, I hate the Moor: My cause is lago. Virtue? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that hearted; thine hath no less reason: Let us be we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gar- conjunctive in our revenge against him: if thou dens; to the which, our wills are gardeners : 50 canst cuckold him, thou dost thyself a pleasure, that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set and me a sport. There are many events in the hyssop, and weed up thyme ; supply it with one womb of time, which will be delivered. Tragender of herbs, or distract it with many ; either verse; go; provide thy money. We will have to have it steril with idleness, or manured with more of this to-morrow. Adieu. industry; why, the power and corrigible autho- Rod. Where shall we meet i’the morning? rity of this lies in our wills. If the balance of Iago. At my lodging. our lives had not one scale of reason to poise an- Rod. l'll be with thee betimes. other of sensuality, the blood and baseness of Iago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Rodeour natures would conduct us to most preposter- rigo ? ous conclusions : But we have reason to cool our Rod. What say you ? raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted Iago. No more of drowning, do you hear. lusts; whereof I take this, that you call-love, Rod. I am changed. I'll sell all my land. to be a seet, or scion.
Iago. Go to; farewell : put money enough in Rod. It cannot be.
[Exit Roderigo. Iugo. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a Thus do I ever make my fool my purse : permission of the will
. Come, be a man: Drown For I mine own gain’d knowledge should profane, thyself? drown cats, and blind puppies. I have If I would time expend with such a snipe, professed me thy friend, and I confess me knit But for my sport and profit. I bate the door ; to thy deserving with cables of perdurable tough- and it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets ness; I could never better stead thee than now. He has done my office: I know not if't be true ; Put money in thy purse ; follow these wars; But I, for mere suspicion in that kind, defeat thy favour with an usurped beard; I say, Will do, as if for surety. He holds me well; put money in thy purse. It cannot be, that The better shall my purpose work on him. Desdemona should long continue her love to the Cassio's a proper man: Let me see now ; Noor,-put money in thy purse ;-nor he his to To get his place, and to plume up my will; her: it was a violent commencement, and thou A double knavery,-How? how?-Let me see ; shalt see an answerable sequestration ;-put but After some time, to abuse Othello's ear, money in thy purse. These Moors are change- That he is too familiar with his wife:able in their wills ;-fill thy purse with money: He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, the food, that to him now is as luscious as lo- To be suspected; fram'd to make women false. custs, shall be to him shortly as bitter as colo- The Moor is of a free and open nature,
quia tida. She must change for youth : when That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so; ..she is sated with his body, she will find the er- And will as tenderly be led by th' nose,
ror of her choice.-She must have change, she As asses are. must: therefore put money in thy purse.- If I have't ;-it is engender'd :-Hell and night thou wilt needs damn thyself
, do it a more deli- Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's cate way than drowning. Make all the money light.
[Erit. thou canst: If sanctimony and a frail vow, bea
Even till we make the main, and the aerial blue,
3 Gent. Come, let's do so;
For every minute is expectancy
Of more arrivance.
Enter CASSIO. 1 Gent. Nothing at all : it is a high-wrought Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle, food;
That so approve the Moor; 0, let the heavens I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main, Give him defence against the elements, Descry a sail.
For I have lost him on a dangerous sea! Mont. Methinks the wind hath spoke aloud Mon. Is he well shipp'd ? at land;
Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements : Of very expert and approv'd allowance ; If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea,
Therefore my hopes, not surfeited to death, What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, Stand in bold cure. Can hold the mortise ? what shall we hear of [Within.) A sail, a sail, a sail !
this? 2 Gent. A segregation of the Turkish fleet :
Enter another Gentleman. For do but stand upon the foaming shore, Cas. What noise ? The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds; 4 Gent. The town is empty ; on the brow The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous main,
Stand ranks of people, and they cry-a sail. Seems to cast water on the burning bear, Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. And quench the guards of th' ever-fixed pole: 2 Gent. They do discharge their shot of courI never did like molestation view
[Guns heard. On the enchafed flood.
Our friends, at least. Mon. If that the Turkish fleet
Cas. I pray you, sir,
go forth, Be not inshelter'dandembay'd, they are drown'd; And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd. It is impossible they bear it out.
2 Gent. I shall.
Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general Enter a third Gentleman.
wiv'd? 3 Gent. News, lords ! our wars are done ; Cas. Most fortunately : he hath achiev'd a The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks, maid, That their designment halts: A noble ship of That paragons description, and wild fame ; Venice
One, that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance And in the essential vesture of creation, On most part of their fleet.
Does bear all excellency.--How now? who has Mon. How! is this true ?
3 Gent. The ship is here put in, A Veronese; Michael Cassio,
Re-enter second Gentleman. Lieutenant to the warlike Moor, Othello, 2 Gent. 'Tis one lago, ancient to the general. Is come on shore: the Moor himself's at sea, Cas. He has had most favourable and happy And is in full commission here for Cyprus.
speed : Mon. I am glad on't ; 'tis a worthy governor. Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling 3 Gent. But this same Cassio,—though he winds, speak of comfort,
The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands, – rouching the Turkish loss, yet he looks sadly, Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, And prays the Moor be safe; for they were parted As having sense of beauty, do omit With foul and violent tempest.
Their mortal natures, letting go safely by Mon. 'Pray heaven he be ;
The divine Desdemona. For I have serv'd him, and the man commands Mon. What is she? Like a full soldier. Let's to the sea-side, ho! Cas. She, that I spake of, our great captain's As well to see the vessel that's come in,
captain, As throw out our eyes for brave Othello; Left in the conduct of the bold lago;