Without more certain and more overt test, Did you by indirect and forced courses Subdue and poison this young maid's affections? Oth. I beseech you, Send for the lady to the Sagittary, And let her speak of me before her father; The trust, the office I do hold of Even fall upon my life. you, your sentence Duke. Fetch Desdemona hither. [Exeunt two or three. Oth. Ancient, conduct them, you best know the place, [Exit Iago. And till she come, as truly as to Heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father loved me, oft invited me ; Still questioned me the story of my life, From year to year; the battles, sieges, fortunes, That I have past. I ran it through, even from my boyish days, Wherein of antres vast, and desarts idle, Rough quarriers, rocks, and hills, whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak; such was the process; The Anthropophagi; and men whose heads (23). But still the house affairs would draw her thence, (33) Men whose heads, &c. This is a mere circumlocution to express the Antipodes, whose heads (as in respect of us situate on the opposite side of the globe,) do in truth' grow beneath their shoulders. That I would all my pilgrimage dilate; When I did speak of some distressful stroke She strange, "'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful"— She wished she had not heard it;—yet she wished That Heaven had made her such a man:——she thanked me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, This only is the witchcraft I have used. Here comes the lady, let her witness it. Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants. Duke. I think this tale would win my daughter Good Brabantio, Take up this mangled matter at the best. Bra. I pray you, hear her speak ; [too If she confess that she was half the wooer, Des. My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty; To you I'm bound for life and education; My life and education both do learn me my hus How to respect you. You're the lord of duty; So much I challenge, that I may profess Due to the Moor, my lord. Bra. God be with you: I have done. I here do give thee that with all my heart, sentence, Which, as a grice, or step, may help these lovers Into your favour▬▬ When remedies are past, the griefs are ended Bra. So, let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile, Being strong on both sides, are equivocal. Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for Cyprus: Othello, the fortitude 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 safe 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 senators, |