Iago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire yell, As when, by night and negligence, the fire Rod. What ho! Brabantio! signior Brabantio, ho! Iago. Awake! what ho! Brabantio! thieves ! thieves! thieves! Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! Thieves! thieves! BRABANTIO, above, at a Window. Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summons? What is the matter there? Rod. Signior, is all your family within? Bra. your doors lock'd? Why? wherefore ask you this? Iago. Sir, you are robb'd; for shame, put on your gown; Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Awake the snorting citizens with the bell: Arise, I say. Bra. What, have you lost your wits? Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know voice? my Roderigo. The worse welcome; I have charg'd thee, not to haunt about my doors: To start my quiet. Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir, Bra. But thou must needs be sure, My spirit, and my place, have in them power To make this bitter to thee. Rod. Patience, good sir. Bra. What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice; My house is not a grange.' Rod. Most grave Brabantio,. In simple and pure soul I come to you. Iago. Then, sir, because we come to do you service, you think we are ruffians. Bra. What wretch art thou? Iago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your daughter and the Moor are now together. Bra. Thou art a villain. Iago. You are a senator. Bra. This thou shalt answer: I know thee, Ro derigo. Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I beseech you, If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, If this be known to you, and your allowance, I thus would play and trifle with your reverence: - Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes, Let loose on me the justice of the state Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho! Against the Moor: For, I do know, the state, I must show out a flag and sign of love, Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search; And there will I be with him. So, farewell. [Exit. Enter below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with Torches. Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is ; And what's to come of my despis'd time 2, 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? How didst thou know 't was she? O, thou deceiv'st me Past thought! What said she to you?- Get more tapers; 2 Old age. By what you see them act. Are there not charms, By which the property of youth and maidhood May be abus'd? Have you not read, Roderigo, Of some such thing? Rod. Yes, sir; I have indeed. Bra. Call up my brother. - O, that you had had Some one way, some another. Do you know Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? Rod. I think, I can discover him: if you please 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. SCENE II. [Exeunt. Another Street. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants. Iago. Though in the trade of war I have slain men, Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience, I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs. Oth. 'Tis better as it is. Iago. 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, 3 And hath, in his effect, a voice potential Oth. Let him do his spite: I would not my unhoused free condition 5 For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yonder? Enter CASSIO, at a distance, and certain Officers with Torches. Iago. These are the raised father, and his friends: You were best go in. Oth. 3 Brabantio, magnifico is his title as a senator. s Demerits has the same meaning in Shakespeare as merits. |