Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
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The Tragedy of Othello
¶Raise all my kindred, are they married thinke you?
¶Rod. Truely I thinke they are.
¶Fathers from hence, trust not your Daughters mindes,
¶By what you see them act, is there not charmes,
¶By which the property of youth and manhood
190May be abus'd? haue you not read Roderigo,
¶Bra. Call vp my brother: O that you had had her,
¶Some one way, some another; doe yon know
195Where we may apprehend her, and the Moore?
¶To get good guard, and goe along with me.
¶I may command at most: get weapons ho,
¶On good Roderigo, Ile deserue your paynes.
Exeunt._
¶
Enter Othello, Iago, and attendants with Torches.
¶To doe no contriu'd murther; I lacke iniquity
¶Sometimes to doe me seruice: nine or ten times,
¶I had thought to haue ierk'd him here,
Vnder the ribbes.
¶Oth. Tis better as it is.
210Iag. Nay, but he prated,
¶I did full hard forbeare him: but I pray sir,
215That the Magnifico is much beloued,
¶And hath in his effect, a voyce potentiall,
¶As double as the Dukes, he will diuorce you,
¶Or put vpon you what restraint, and greeuance,
¶That law with all his might to inforce it on,
Weele
