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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Donald L. Bailey
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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.
185Bra. O heauen, how got she out? O treason of the blood;
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,
Of some such thing.
Rod. I haue sir.
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?
Rod. I thinke I can discouer him, if you please
To get good guard, and goe along with me.
Bra. Pray leade me on, at euery house Ile call,
I may command at most: get weapons ho,
200And raise some speciall Officers of night:
On good Roderigo, Ile deserue your paynes.
Exeunt.

Enter Othello, Iago, and attendants with Torches.
Ia. Tho in the trade of warre, I haue slaine men,
205Yet doe I hold it very stuft of Conscience.
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,
And spoke such scuruy, and prouoking tearmes
Against your Honor, that with the little godlinesse I haue,
I did full hard forbeare him: but I pray sir,
Are you fast married? For be sure of this,
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