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Another Street.
Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and ATTENDANTS with torches.
Iago Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
Yet do I hold it very stuff o'th' conscience
To do no contrived murder. I lack iniquity,
Sometime, to do me service. Nine or ten times
I had thought t'have yerked him here, under the ribs.
Othello '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 you, sir,
Are you fast married? Be assured of this:
That the magnifico is much beloved,
And hath in his effect a voice potential
As double as the duke's. He will divorce you,
Or put upon you what restraint or grievance
The law, with all his might to enforce it on,
Will give him cable.
Othello Let him do his spite.
My services which I have done the signory
Shall outtongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know-
Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,
I shall promulgate - I fetch my life and being
From men of royal siege, and my demerits
May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
As this that I have reached. For know, Iago,
But that I love the gentle Desdemona
I would not my unhousd free condition
Put into circumscription and confine
For the seas' worth.
Enter CASSIO and OFFICERS with TORCHES.
But look, what lights come yond?
Iago Those are the raisd father and his friends.
You were best go in.
Othello Not I; I must be found.
My parts, my title, and my perfect soul
Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
Iago By Janus, I think no.
Othello The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
What is the news?
Cassio The duke does greet you, general,
And he requires your haste-posthaste appearance
Even on the instant.
Othello What is the matter, think you?
Cassio Something from Cyprus, as I may divine;
It is a business of some heat: the galleys
Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
This very night at one another's heels,
And many of the consuls, raised and met,
Are at the duke's already. You have been hotly called for.
When being not at your lodging to be found
The senate sent about three several quests
To search you out.
Othello 'Tis well I am found by you.
I will but spend a word here in the house,
And go with you.
[Exit.
Cassio Ensign, what makes he here?
Iago Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land-carrack;
If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.
Cassio I do not understand.
Iago He's married.
Cassio To who?
Re-enter OTHELLO.
Iago Marry, to - Come, captain, will you go?
Othello Have with you.
Cassio Here comes another troop to seek for you.
Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, with OFFICERS, and TORCHES.
Iago It is Brabantio. General, be advised;
He comes to bad intent.
Othello Holla, stand there!
Roderigo Signor, it is the Moor.
Brabantio Down with him, thief!
[They draw on both sides.
Iago You, Roderigo! Come, sir, I am for you.
Othello Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust 'em.
Good signor, you shall more command with years
Than with your weapons.
Brabantio O thou foul thief! Where hast thou stowed my daughter?
Damned as thou art, thou hast enchanted her,
For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy,
So opposite to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curld darlings of our nation,
Would ever have, t'incur a general mock,
Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou - to fear, not to delight.
Judge me the world if 'tis not gross in sense
That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,
Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
That weakens motion. I'll have't disputed on;
'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking.
I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
For an abuser of the world, a practiser
Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
Lay hold upon him. If he do resist,
Subdue him at his peril.
Othello Hold your hands,
Both you of my inclining and the rest.
Were it my cue to fight I should have known it
Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
To answer this your charge?
Brabantio To prison, till fit time
Of law and course of direct session
Call thee to answer.
Othello What if I do obey?
How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
Whose messengers are here about my side,
Upon some present business of the state
To bring me to him?
Officer 'Tis true, most worthy signor.
The duke's in council, and your noble self,
I am sure, is sent for.
Brabantio How, the duke in council?
In this time of the night? Bring him away.
Mine's not an idle cause; the duke himself,
Or any of my brothers of the state,
Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;
For if such actions may have passage free,
Bondslaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.
[Exeunt.