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OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

Duke of Venice,

Herald.
Brabantio, a senator.
Two other Senators.

Desdemona, daughter to Brabantio, and wife to Gratiano, brother to Brabantio.

Othello. Lodovico, kinsman to Brabantio.

Emilia, wife lo lago.
Othello, the Moor.

Bianca, a courtezan, mistress to Cassio.
Cassio, his lieutenant.
Jago, his ancient.

Officers, Gentlemen, Messengers, Musicians, SaiRoderigo, a Venetian gentleman.

lors, Attendants, fc. Montano, Othello's predecessor in the government of Cyprus.

Scene, for the first Act, in Venice; during the rest Clown, serrani to Othello.

of the play, ai a sea-port in Cyprus.

Abhor me.

ACT I.

And I, (God bless the mark!) his Moorship's an

cient. SCENE 1.–Venice. A street. Enter Roderigo

Rod. By heaven I rather would have beer his and lago.

hangman. Iago. But there's no remedy, 'tis the curse of

service; Roderigo.

Preserment goes by letter, and affection, TUSH, never tell me, I take it much unkindly, Not by the old gradation, where each second That thou, lago,-who hast had my purse,

Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge youself, As if the strings were thine,-should'st know of this. Whether I in any just term am aslin'dř

Tago., 'Sblood, but you will not hear me: To love the Moor.
Il ever I did dream of such a matter,

Rod.

I would not follow him then,

lago(), sir, content you; Rod. Thou told'st me, thou didst hold him in thy I follow him to serve my turn upon him: hate.

We cannot all be masters, nor all masters lago. Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones Cannot be truly follow’d.' You shall mark of the city,

Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, In personal suit to make me his lieutenant, That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, of capp'd' to him ;-and, by the faith of man,

Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, I know my price, l'am worth no worse a place: For nought but provender; and, when he's old, But he, as loving his own pride and purposes,

cashier'd; Evades them, with a bombast circumstance, Whip me such honest knaves: Others there are, Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;

Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, And, in conclusion, nonsuits

Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; My mediators; for, certes, says he,

And, throwing but shows of service or their lords, I have already chose my officer.

Do well thrive by them, and, when they have lin'd And what was he?

their coats, Forsooth, a great arithmetician,

Do themselves homage: these fellows have some One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,

soul; A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wise;

And such a one do I profess myself. That never set a squadron in the field,

For, sir, Nor the division of a battle knows

It is as sure as you are Roderigo, More than a spinster ; unless the bookish theoric, Were I the Moor, I would not

be Iago: Wherein the toged consulse can propose

In following him, I follow but mysell; As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practice, Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty, is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election: Rut seeming

so, for my peculiar end : And 1,--of whom his eyes had seen the proof,

For when my outward action doth demonstrate At Rhodes, at Cyprus; and on other grounds The native act and figure of my heart Christian and heathen,-must be be-lee'd and calm'd in compliment extern, 'tis not long after By debitor, and creditor, this counter-caster :' But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. (1) Saluted.

(5) Theory. (6) Rulers of the state. (2) Circumlocution. (3) Certainly:

17) It was anciently the practice to reckon up (4) For wife some read'life, supposing it to al-Isums with counters. Jude to the denunciation in the Gospel, wo unto you (8) Related. when all men shall speak well of you,

(9) Outward show of civility,

Rod. What a full fortune does the thick lips owe,' Iago.

You are ma senati. If he can carry't thus !

Bra. This thou shalt answer: I know thcę, lago.

Call up her father, Roderigo. Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight, Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I bsProclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen,

seech you, And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,

Ir't be your pleasure, and most wise consent Plague him with flies : though that his joy be joy, (As partly, I find, it is,) that your fair daughter, Yet throw such chances of vexation on't,

Àt this odd-evens and dull watch o'the night, As it may lose some colour.

Transported—with no worse nor better guard, Rou. Here is her father's house ; I'll call aloud. But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier, lago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,yell,

If this be known io you, and your allowance, As when, by night and negligence, the fire

We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; Is spied in populous cities.

But, if you know not this, my manners tell me, Rod. What, ho! Brabantio ! signior Brabantio, We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe, ho!

That, from the sense of all civility, Iago. Awake! what, ho! Brabantio ! thieves ! I thus would play and trifle with your reverence: thieves ! thieves!

Your daughter,--if you have not given her leareLook to your house, your daughter, and your bags! I say again, hath made a gross revolt; Thieves! thieves !

Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes,

In an extravagants and wheeling stranger,
Brabantio, above, at a window.

OC here and every where : Straight satisfy yoursek: Bra. What is the reason of this terrible sum- If she be in her chamber, or your house, mons ?

Let loose on me the justice of the state What is the matter there?

For thus deluding you. Rod. Signior, is all your family within ?

Bra.

Strike on the tinder ho! Iago. Are your doors lock'd ?

Give me a taper ;-call up all my people :Bra.

Why? wherefore ask you this? This accident is not unlike my dream, lago. Zounds, sir, you are robb’d; for shame, Belief of it oppressses me already put on your gown:

Light, I say! light!

[Erit from aict. Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul ; Tago.

Farewell; for I must leave yee: Even now, very now, an old black ram

It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place, Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise ;

To be produc'd (as, if I stay, I shall,) Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,

Against the Moor: For, 1 do know, the state,Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you : However this may gall him with some checkArise, I say.

Cannot with safety cast?him; for he's embarkii Bra. What, have you lost your wits?

With such loud reason to the Cyprus' wars, Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know my (Which even now stand in act) that, for their voice?

souls, Bra. Not I; What are you ?

Another of his fathom they have not, Rod. My name is-Roderigo.

To lead their business : in which regard, Bra.

The rvorse welcome: Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains, I have charg'd thee, not to haunt about my doors : Yet, for necessity of present life, In honest plainness thou hast heard me say, I must show out a flag and sign of love, My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness, Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely Being full of supper, and distempering' draughts,

find him, Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come

Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search; To start my quiet:

And there will I be with him. So, farewell. (Ez. Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir, Bra.

But thou must needs be sure, Enler below, Brabantio, and Serrants, with forcies. My spirit, and my place, have in them power Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is ; To make this bitter to thee.

And what's to come of my despised time, is Rod.

Patience, good sir. Is nought but bitterness.- Now, Roderiyo, Bra. What tellist thou me of robbing ? this is Where didst thou see her ?-0, unhappy girl! Venice;

With the Moor, say'st thou ?-Who would be My house is not a grange.*

father? Rd.

Most grave Brabantio, How didst thou know 'twas she? O, thou deceir's In simple and pure soul I come to you.

lago. Zounds, sir, you are one of those, that will Past thought! What said she to you ?-Get more not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we

tapers ; come to do you service, you think we are ruffians: Raise all my kindred, — Are they married think you! You'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary Rod. Truly, I think, they are. horse ; you'll have your nephews neigh to you: Bra. O heaven!-How got she out!-O trespon you'll have coursers for cousins, and gennets for of the blood !germans.

Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds Bra. What profane wretch art thou?

By what you see them act.- Are there not charts, lago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your By which the property of youth and maidhood daughter and the Moor are now making the beast May be abus'd ? Have you not read, Roderigg, with two backs.

or some such thing? Bra. Thou art a villain.

Rod.

Yes, gir; I have indeed. (1) Own, possess.

(6) Midnight.

(7) A waterman. (2) i. e. Is broken. (3) Intoxicating. (8) Approbation. 14) A lone farm-house. (5) Relations, (9) Wandering. (10) Dismiss, (11) Old agt.

me

!

Bra. Call up my brother.--0, that you had had When, being not at your lodging to be found,
her!

The senate hath sent about three several quests,
Some one way, some another. Do you know To search you out.
Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? Oth,

'Tis well I am found by you.
Rod. I think, I can discover him; if you please I will but spend a word here in the house,
To get gond guard, and go along with me.

And
go with you.

[Erit. Bra. Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call; Cas.

Ancient, what makes he here?
I may command at most ;-Get weapons, ho! lago. "Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land
And raise some special officers of night.-

carack ;*
On, good Roderigo ;-P'll deserve your pains, If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

(Exeunt. Cas, I do not understand.

Iago.
SCENE II.--The same. Another street. Enter

He's married.
Cas.

To who?
Othello, lago, and Allendants.

Re-enter Othello.
lago. Though in the trade of war I have slain
men,

lago. Marry, tomCome, captain, will you go? Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience,

Oih,

Have with you.
To do no contriv'd murder ; I lack iniquity

Cas. Here comes another troop to seek for you.
Sonetimes, to do me service: Nine or ten times
I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs. Enter Brabantio, Roderigo, and Officers of night,

with torches and weapons.
Otk. 'Tis better as it is.
lago.

Nay, but he prated, Jago. It is Brabantio :-general, be advis'd;
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms

He comes to bad intent.
Against your honour,

Oth,

Hola! stand there!
That, with the little godliness I have,

Rod. Signior, it is the Moor.
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir,

Bra.

Down with him, thief! Are you fast married ? for, be sure of this,

[They draw on both sides. That the magnifico' is much beloved ;

Jago. You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you. And hath, in his effect, a voice potential

Olh. Keep up you, bright swords, for the dew As double as the duke's: he will divorce you;

will rust them.-Or put upon you what restraint and grievance

Good signior, you shall more command with years,
The law (with all his might, to enforce it on,)

Than with your weapons.
Will give him cable.

Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd
Otk.
Let him do his spite:

my daughter ?
My services, which I have done the signiory,

Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her:
Shall out-tongue his complaints. "Tis yet to know For I'll reser me to all things of sense,
(Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, If she in chains of magic were not bound,
I shall promulgate,) l fetch my life and being

Whether a maid--so tender, fair, and happy;
From men of royal siege ;? and my demerits? So opposite to marriage, that she shunnid
May speak, unbonneted, 4 to as proud a fortune The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
As this that I have reach'd: For know, lago,

Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
But that I love the gentle Desdemona,

Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
I would not my unhoused free condition

Of such a thing as thou: to fear, not to delight.'
Put into circumscription and confine

Judge me the world, if 'is not gross in sense, For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come that thou hast praclis'd on her with foul charms, yonder ?

Abus'd her delicate youth with drugs, or minerals, Enter Cassio, at a distance, and certain Officers' 'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking.

That waken motion: I'll have it disputed on;
with torches,

I therefore apprehend and do attach thee,
Iago. These are the raised father, and his friends : For an abuser of the world, a practiser
You
were best go in.

Orarts inhibited and out of warrant:-
Oth.

Not I: I must be found; Lay hold upon him ; if he do resist,
My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,

Subdue him at his peril.
Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

Oih.

Hold your hands, lago. By Janus, I think no.

Both you of my inclining, and the rest :
Olh. The servants of the duke, and my licutenant. Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
The goodness of the night upon you, friends! Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
What is the news?

To answer this your charge ?
Cas. The duke does greet you, general; Bra.

To prison': till fit time
And he requires your haste-posi-haste appearance, oflaw, and course of direct session,
Even on the instant.

Call thee to answer.
Oth.
What is the matter, think you? Oth.

What if I do obey ?
It is a business of some heat; the galley's
Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I 'may divine; How may the duke be there with satisfied;

Whose messengers are here about my side,
Have sent a dozen sequent messengers

Upon some present business of the state,
This very night at one another's heels;

| To bring me to him?
And many of the consuls, rais’d, and met,

Oj.

'Tis true, most worthy signiur, hre at the duke's already : You have been hotly The duke's in council; and your noble sell,

I am sure, is sent for.
(1) Brabantio : Magnifico is his title as a senator. (4) Uncovered. (5) Unsettled.
(2) Seat or throne.

(6) Following (7) Searchern,
(3) Demerits has the same meaning in Shakspeare (8) A rich vessel.
As merits,

(9) To terrify, not delight.

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How! the duke in council!! 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio, and the valiant
In this time of the night!-Bring him away :

Moor.
Mine's not an idle cause : the duke himself,
Or any of my brothers of the state,

Enter Brabantio, Othello, lago, Roderigo, and
Cannot but feel this wrong, as 'twere their own:

Officers. For is such actions may have passage free,

Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ Bond-slaves, and pagans,' shall our statesmen be.

you

[Exeunt. Against the general enemy Ottoman. SCE.VE III.- The same.

A council-chamber. I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior ; The Duke, and Senators, silling at a table; Of- We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night.

(To Brabantia. ficers attending. Duke. There is no composition” in these news,

Bra. So did I yours : Good your grace, pardon

ine ; That gives them credit.

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

Duke. And mine, a hundred and forty. Take hold on me; for my particular grief 2 Sen.

And mine, two hundred : Is of so ílood-gate and o'erbearing nalure, But though they jump not on a just account That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, (As in these cases, where the aim reports, And it is still itself. 'Tis ost with difference,) yet do they all confirm Duke.

Why, what's the matter? A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. Bra. My daughter! O, my daughter ! Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; Sen.

Dead? I do not so secure me in the error,

Bra.

Ay, to me;
But the nain article I do approve

She issbus'd, stoln from me and corrupted
In fearful sense.
Sailor. [Within.) What ho! what ho! what ho! For nature so preposterously to err,

By spells and medicines bought of mounlebanks :
Enter an Oficer, with a Sailor.

Being not deficient, biind or lame of sense,

Sans witchcrall could not
Of. A messenger from the galleys.
Duhe.

Now? the business?

Dike. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul pro Sail. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes; Hath thus beguild your daughter or hersell,

ceeding, So was I bid report here to the state, By signior Angelo.

And you of her, the bloody book of lawy Duhe. How say you by this change ?

You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, I Sen.

This cannot be,

Aruer your own sense ; yea, though our proper son By no assay of reason ; 'tis a pageant,

Stood in your action. To keep us in false gaze : When we consider

Bra.

Humbly I thank your grace. The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk ;

Here is the man, this Moor ; whom now, it seelis, And let ourselves again but understand,

Your special mandate, for the state afiuirs, That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,

ilath hither brought. So may he with more facile question* bear it,

Duke of Sen.

We are very sorry for it. For that it stands not in such warlike brace,

Duke. What, in your own part, can you say to But altogether lacks the abilitics

this? That Rhodes is dress'd in :-if we make thought

Bra. Nothing but, this is so. of this,

Oth. Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, We must not think, the Turk is so unskilsul,

My very noble and approved good masters, To leave that latest which concerns him first;

That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain,

It is most true ; true, I have married her;
To wake, and wage, a danger profitless.

The very head and front of my otiending
Duke. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes. And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace ;

Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech,
Of. Here is more news.
Enter a Messenger.

For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have us'd
Mess. The Ottomites, reverend and gracious, Their dearest action in the tented field;
Steering with due course toward the isle of Rhodes, And little of this great world can I speak;
Have there injointed them with an aster-fleet.

More than pertains to feats of broil and battle ; 1 Sen. Av, so I thought :-How many, as you And therefore little shall I vrace my cause,

gness ? Ness. Of thirty sail: and now do they re-stcm

In speaking for myself: Yet, by your gracious pa

tience, Their backward course, bearing with frank ap- I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver

pearance Their purposes towards Cyprus.-Signior Mostano,

of my whole course of love; what drugs, what

charms, Your iru-ty and most valiant servitor, With his fee duty recommends you thus,

What conjuration, and what mighty magic

(For such proceeding I am charged withal) And prays you to believe him.

I won his daughter with. Dike. 'Tis certain then for Cyprus.

Bra.

A maiden never bold; Marcus Lucchese, is he not in town?

of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion I Sen. He's now in Florence.

Blush'd at herself; And she, in spite of nature, Duke. Write from us; wish him post-post-haste : Of

years, of country, credit

, every thing: -7. despatch.

To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on ?

It is a judgment maim'd, and most imperfect, (1) The pagans and bond-slaves of Africa. (2) Consistency. (3) Conjecture.

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That will confess-perfection so could err 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
Against all rules of nature; and must be driven She wish'd, she had not heard it; yet she wish'd
To find out practices of cunning hell,

That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd
Why this should be. I therefore vouch again,

me;
That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, And bade me, if I had a friend that lor'd her,
Or with some dram conjur'd to this effect,

I should but teach him how to tell my story,
He wrought upon her.

And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I 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 us'd;
Of modern seeming,a do prefer against him. Here comes the lady, let her witness it.

1 Sen. But, Othello, speak;
Did you by indirect and forced courses

Enter Desdemona, lago, and Attendants.
Subdue and poison this young maid's affections ? Duke. I think this tale would win my daughter
Or came it by request, and such fair question

too.-
As soul to soul affordeth ?

Good Brabantio,
Olh.
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,

Bra.

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. { E.xeunt lago and Altendants. Des.

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

I do perceive here a divided duty : 1 do confess the vices of my blood,

To you, I am bound for life, and education; So justly to your grave cars 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 hus Duke. Say it, Othello.

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

To you, preferring you before her father, From year to year; the baitles, 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 hade 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: or hair-breadth 'scapes i'the imminent deadly I here do give thee that with all my heart, breach;

Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart Of being taken by the insolent foe,

I would keep from thee-For your sake, jewel,
And sold to slavery ; of my redemption thence, I am glad at soul I have no other child;
And portance in my travel's history:

For thy escape would teach me tyranny,
Wherein of antress rast, and deserts idle,

To hang clogs on them.--I have done, my lord. Rc igh quarrjes, rocks, and hills whose heads touch Duke. Let me speak like yourself; and lay a heaven,

sentence, It was my hint to speak, such was the process; Which, as a grise, or step, may help these lovers And of the cannibals that each other eat,

Into your favour. The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things to By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. hear,

To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, Would Desdemona seriously incline:

Is the next way to draw new mischief on. But still the house-affairs would draw her thence; What cannot be preserv'd, when fortune takes, Which ever as she could with haste despatch, Paticnce her injury a mockery makes. She'd come again, and with a greedy ear The robb’d, that smiles, steals something from the Devour up my discourse: Which I observing,

thief; Took once a pliant hour; and found good means, He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart,

Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,

Wc lose it not, so long as we can smile. Whereof by parcelsi she had something heard, He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears But not intentively;? I did consent ;

But the free comfort which from thence he hears: And often did beguile her tears,

But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, When I did speak of some distressful strcķe,

That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow, my youth suffer'd. My story being done,' These sentences, to sugar, or to gall, She

gave me for my pains a world of sighs: Being strong on both sides, are equivocal : She swore -In fai

'twas strange, 'twas passing But words are words; I never yet did hear, surange ;

That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear.", (1) Open proof.

(2) Weak show. (7) Intention and attention were once synonymous, (3) The sign of the fictitious creature so called. lis) rise from degrees. (4) My behaviour.

(5) Caves and dens. 9) i. e. That the wounds of sorrow were ever (6) Parts,

cured by the words of consolation.

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