Othello (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Tragedie of Othello
¶The Law (with all his might, to enforce it on)
220Will giue him Cable.
¶My Seruices, which I haue done the Signorie
¶Shall out-tongue his Complaints. 'Tis yet to know,
¶Which when I know, that boasting is an Honour,
225I shall promulgate. I fetch my life and being,
¶From Men of Royall Seige. And my demerites
¶May speake (vnbonnetted) to as proud a Fortune
¶As this that I haue reach'd. For know Iago,
¶But that I loue the gentle Desdemona,
230I would not my vnhoused free condition
¶Put into Circumscription, and Confine,
¶For the Seas worth. But looke, what Lights come yond?
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Enter Cassio, with Torches.
235You were best go in.
¶My Parts, my Title, and my perfect Soule
¶Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
¶Iago. By Ianus, I thinke no.
240Othel. The Seruants of the Dukes?
¶And my Lieutenant?
¶What is the Newes?
¶Cassio. The Duke do's greet you (Generall)
¶Enen on the instant.
¶Othello. What is the matter, thinke you?
¶Cassio. Something from Cyprus, as I may diuine:
¶This very night, at one anothers heeles:
¶And many of the Consuls, rais'd and met,
¶Are at the Dukes already. You haue bin hotly call'd for,
¶When being not at your Lodging to be found,
¶To search you out.
¶Othel. 'Tis well I am found by you:
¶And goe with you.
260Cassio. Aunciant, what makes he heere?
¶Iago. Faith, he to night hath boarded a Land Carract,
¶If it proue lawfull prize, he's made for euer.
¶Iago. He's married.
265Cassio. To who?
¶Iago. Marry to---Come Captaine, will you go?
¶Othel. Haue with you.
¶
Enter Brabantio, Rodorigo, with Officers, and Torches.
270Iago. It is Brabantio: Generall be aduis'd,
¶He comes to bad intent.
¶Rodo. Signior, it is the Moore.
¶Bra. Downe with him, Theefe.
275Iago. You, Rodorigoc?. Cme Sir, I am for you.
¶Othe. Keepe vp your bright Swords, for the dew will
¶yeares, then with your Weapons.
¶Bra. Oh thou foule Theefe,
¶Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchaunted her
¶(If she in Chaines of Magick were not bound)
¶Whether a Maid, so tender, Faire, and Happie,
¶The wealthy curled Deareling of our Nation,
¶Would euer haue (t'encurre a generall mocke)
¶Of such a thing as thou: to feare, not to delight?
¶That thou hast practis'd on her with foule Charmes,
¶Abus'd her delicate Youth, with Drugs or Minerals,
¶That weakens Motion. Ile haue't disputed on,
¶'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking;
295I therefore apprehend and do attach thee,
¶Of Arts inhibited, and out of warrant;
¶Subdue him, at his perill.
300Othe. Hold your hands
¶Both you of my inclining, and the rest.
¶Were it my Cue to fight, I should haue knowne it
¶Without a Prompter. Whether will you that I goe
¶To answere this your charge?
¶Call thee to answer.
¶Othe. What if do obey?
¶How may the Duke be therewith satisfi'd,
¶To bring me to him.
¶In this time of the night? Bring him away;
¶Or any of my Brothers of the State,
320Cannot but feele this wrong, as 'twere their owne:
Exeunt
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Scæna Tertia.
¶
Enter Duke, Senators, and Officers.
¶That giues them Credite.
¶Duke. And mine a Hundred fortie.
3302. Sena. And mine two Hundred:
¶But though they iumpe not on a iust accompt,
¶'Tis oft with difference) yet do they all confirme
¶A Turkish Fleete, and bearing vp to Cyprus.
¶But the maine Article I do approue
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Enter Saylor.
Officer. A
