Hatn this extent no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; And little of this great world can I speak, In speaking for myself: Yet, by your gracious patience, Of my whole course of love: what drugs, what charms (For such proceeding I am charg'd withal,) I won his daughter with. Bra. To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on? I therefore vouch again, That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood, He wrought upon her. Duke. To vouch this, is no proof; Othello, speak ;→→ Did you by indirect and forc'd courses Subdue and poison this young maid's affections; Or came it by request, and such fair question As soul to soul affordeth? Oth. I do beseech you, Send for the lady to the Sagittary, And let her speak of me before her father: If you do find me foul in her report, The trust, the office, I do hold of you, Not only take away, but let your sentence Even fall upon my life. Duke. Fetch Desdemona hither. Oth. Ancient, conduct them: you best know the place.[Exeunt IAGO, and Attendants And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still questioned me the story of my life, From year to year; the battles, sieges, fortunes, I ran it through, even from my boyish days, Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach; And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history: Wherein of antres vast, and deserts wild, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, such was the process; And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grew beneath their shoulders. These things to hear, But still the house affairs would draw her thence ; That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, 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 lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint, I spake ⚫ And I lov'd her, that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have us'd; Here comes the lady, let her witness it. Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants. Duke. I think, this tale would win my daughter too. Good Brabantio, Take up this mangled matter at the best: Men do their broken weapons rather use, Bra. I pray you, hear her speak ; If she confess, that she was half the wooer. Destruction on my head, if my bad blame Light on the man!-Come hither, gentle mistress; Des. I do perceive here a divided duty: My noble father, To you, I am bound for life, and education; How to respect you; you are the lord of duty, I am hitherto your daughter: But here's my husband; To you, preferring you before her father, So much I challenge that I may profess Bra. Heaven 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, I would keep from thee. I have done, my lord. Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for Cy prus -Othello, the fortitude of the place is best known to 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, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnize I find in hardness; and do undertake Duke. Be't at her father's. Bra. If you please, I'll not have it so. Oth. Nor I. Duke. What would you, Desdemona ? Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him, Even to the very quality of my lord: By his dear absence: Let me go with him. Oth. Your voices, lords :-'beseech you, et her will Ilave a free way. Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries-haste, And speed must answer it; you must hence to-night. Des. To-night, my lord? Duke. Oth. This night. With all my heart. Duke. At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again. And he shall our commission bring to you; As doth import you. Oth. Please your grace, my ancient; A man he is of honesty, and trust: To his conveyance I assign my wife, With what else needful your good grace shall think Duke. Let it be so. Good night to every one.-And, noble signior, Your son-in-law is far more fair than black. [TO BRABANTIO. Bra. Look to her, Moor: have a quick eye to see; She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee. [Exeunt DUKE, Senators, Officers, &c. Oth. My life upon her faith.-Honest Iago, [Exeunt OTHELLO, and DESDEMONA ACT II. SCENE I.-A Sea-port Town in Cyprus. Desdemona, escorted by Iago, has proceeded to Cyprus, where she is anxiously await ag the arrival of Othello from his victorious expedition against the Ottomites. Cassio the Moor's lieutenant, has just landed at Cyprus. Enter CASSIO, and MONTANO. Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle For I have lost him on a dangerous sea! Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot [Within.] Cas. What noise? A sail, a sail, a sail ! Enter a Gentleman. Gent. The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry—a sail. Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. Gent. They do discharge their shot of courtesy. Our friends at least. Cas. I pray you, sir, go forth, And give us truth who 'tis that is arriv'd. Gent. I shall. Mon. But, good lieutenant, is your general wiv'd? That paragons description, and wild fame ; One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, And in the essential vesture of creation, [Guns heard Does bear all excellency.-How now ? who has put in? Re-enter Gentleman. Gent. 'Tis one Iago, ancient to the general. Cas. He has made most favorable and happy speed: Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,— Traitors ensteep'd to clog the guiltless keel, As having sense of beauty, do omit Their mortal natures, letting go safely by The divine Desdemona. Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago; O, behold, [Exit Enter DESDEMONA, EMILIA, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Attendants. The riches of the ship is come on shore! Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round! Des. I thank you, valiant Cassio. What tidings can you tell me of my lord? |