4NEuer tell me, I take it much vnkindly

5That thou (Iago) who hast had my purse,

6As if y^e strings were thine, should'st know of this.

7Ia. But you'l not heare me. If euer I did dream

8Of such a matter, abhorre me.

9Rodo. Thou told'st me,

10Thou did'st hold him in thy hate.

11Iago. Despise me

12If I do not. Three Great-ones of the Cittie,

13(In personall suite to make me his Lieutenant)

14Off-capt to him: and by the faith of man

15I know my price, I am worth no worsse a place.

16But he (as louing his owne pride, and purposes)

17Euades them, with a bumbast Circumstance,

18Horribly stufft with Epithites of warre,

19Non-suites my Mediators. For certes, saies he,

20I haue already chose my Officer. And what was he?

21For-sooth, a great Arithmatician,

22One Michaell Cassio, a Florentine,

23(A Fellow almost damn'd in a faire Wife)

24That neuer set a Squadron in the Field,

25Nor the deuision of a Battaile knowes

26More then a Spinster. Vnlesse the Bookish Theoricke:

27Wherein the Tongued Consuls can propose

28As Masterly as he. Meere pratle (without practise)

29Is all his Souldiership. But he (Sir) had th'election;

30And I (of whom his eies had seene the proofe

31At Rhodes, at Ciprus, and on others grounds

32Christen'd, and Heathen) must be be-leed, and calm'd

33By Debitor, and Creditor. This Counter-caster,

34He (in good time) must his Lieutenant be,

35And I (blesse the marke) his Mooreships Auntient.

36Rod. By heauen, I rather would haue bin his hangman.

37Iago. Why, there's no remedie.

38'Tis the cursse of Seruice;

39Preferment goes by Letter, and affection,

40And not by old gradation, where each second

41Stood Heire to'th'first. Now Sir, be iudge your selfe,

42Whether I in any iust terme am Affin'd

43To loue the Moore?

44Rod. I would not follow him then.

45Iago. O Sir content you.

46I follow him, to serue my turne vpon him.

47We cannot all be Masters, nor all Masters

48Cannot be truely follow'd. You shall marke

49Many a dutious and knee-crooking knaue;

50That (doting on his owne obsequious bondage)

51Weares out his time, much like his Masters Asse,

52For naught but Prouender, & when he's old Casheer'd.

53Whip me such honest knaues. Others there are

54Who trym'd in Formes, and visages of Dutie,

55Keepe yet their hearts attending on themselues,

56And throwing but showes of Seruice on their Lords

57Doe well thriue by them.

58And when they haue lin'd their Coates

59Doe themselues Homage.

60These Fellowes haue some soule,

61And such a one do I professe my selfe. For (Sir)

62It is as sure as you are Rodorigo,

63Were I the Moore, I would not be Iago:

64In following him, I follow but my selfe.

65Heauen is my Iudge, not I for loue and dutie,

66But seeming so, for my peculiar end:

67For when my outward Action doth demonstrate

68The natiue act, and figure of my heart

69In Complement externe, 'tis not long after

70But I will weare my heart vpon my sleeue

71For Dawes to pecke at; I am not what I am.

72Rod. What a fall Fortune do's the Thicks-lips owe

73If he can carry't thus?

74Iago. Call vp her Father:

75Rowse him, make after him, poyson his delight,

76Proclaime him in the Streets. Incense her kinsmen,

77And though he in a fertile Clymate dwell,

78Plague him with Flies: though that his Ioy be Ioy,

79Yet throw such chances of vexation on't,

80As it may loose some colour.

81Rodo. Heere is her Fathers house, Ile call aloud.

82Iago. Doe, with like timerous accent, and dire yell,

83As when (by Night and Negligence) the Fire

84Is spied in populus Citties.

85Rodo. What hoa: Brabantio, Siginor Brabantio, hoa.

86Iago. Awake: what hoa, Brabantio: Theeues, Theeues.

87Looke to your house, your daughter, and your Bags,

88Theeues, Theeues.

89Bra.Aboue. What is the reason of this terrible

90Summons? What is the matter there?

91Rodo. Signior is all your Familie within?

92Iago. Are your Doores lock'd?

93Bra. Why? Wherefore ask you this?

94Iago. Sir, y'are rob'd, for shame put on your Gowne,

95Your heart is burst, you haue lost halfe your soule

96Euen now, now, very now, an old blacke Ram

97Is tupping your white Ewe. Arise, arise,

98Awake the snorting Cittizens with the Bell,

99Or else the deuill will make a Grand-sire of you.

100Arise I say.

101Bra. What, haue you lost your wits?

102Rod. Most reuerend Signior, do you know my voice?

103Bra. Not I: what are you?

104Rod. My name is Rodorigo.

105Bra. The worsser welcome:

106I haue charg'd thee not to haunt about my doores:

107In honest plainenesse thou hast heard me say,

108My Daughter is not for thee. And now in madnesse

109(Being full of Supper, and distempring draughtes)

110Vpon malitious knauerie, dost thou come

111To start my quiet.

112Rod. Sir, Sir, Sir.

113Bra. But thou must needs be sure,

114My spirits and my place haue in their power

115To make this bitter to thee.

116Rodo. Patience good Sir.

117Bra. What tell'st thou me of Robbing?

118This is Venice : my house is not a Grange.

119Rodo. Most graue Brabantio,

120In simple and pure soule, I come to you.

121Ia. Sir: you are one of those that will not serue God,

122if the deuill bid you. Because we come to do you seruice,

123and you thinke we are Ruffians, you'le haue your Daugh-

124ter couer'd with a Barbary horse, you'le haue your Ne-

125phewes neigh to you, you'le haue Coursers for Cozens :

126and Gennets for Germaines.

127Bra. What prophane wretch art thou?

128Ia. I am one Sir, that comes to tell you, your Daugh-

129ter and the Moore, are making the Beast with two backs.

130Bra. Thou art a Villaine.

131Iago. You are a Senator.

132Bra. This thou shalt answere. I know thee Rodorigo.

133Rod. Sir, I will answere any thing. But I beseech you

134If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent,

135(As partly I find it is) that your faire Daughter,

136At this odde Euen and dull watch o'th'night

137Transported with no worse nor better guard,

138But with a knaue of common hire, a Gundelier,

139To the grosse claspes of a Lasciuious Moore:

140If this be knowne to you, and your Allowance,

141We then haue done you bold, and saucie wrongs.

142But if you know not this, my Manners tell me,

143We haue your wrong rebuke. Do not beleeue

144That from the sence of all Ciuilitie,

145I thus would play and trifle with your Reuerence.

146Your Daughter (if you haue not giuen her leaue)

147I say againe, hath made a grosse reuolt,

148Tying her Dutie, Beautie, Wit, and Fortunes

149In an extrauagant, and wheeling Stranger,

150Of here, and euery where: straight satisfie your selfe.

151If she be in her Chamber, or your house,

152Let loose on me the Iustice of the State

153For thus deluding you.

154Bra. Strike on the Tinder, hoa:

155Giue me a Taper: call vp all my people,

156This Accident is not vnlike my dreame,

157Beleefe of it oppresses me alreadie.

158Light, I say, light. Exit.

159Iag. Farewell: for I must leaue you.

160It seemes not meete, nor wholesome to my place

161To be producted, (as if I stay, I shall,)

162Against the Moore. For I do know the State,

163(How euer this may gall him with some checke)

164Cannot with safetie cast-him. For he's embark'd

165With such loud reason to the Cyprus Warres,

166(Which euen now stands in Act) that for their soules

167Another of his Fadome, they haue none,

168To lead their Businesse. In which regard,

169Though I do hate him as I do hell apines,

170Yet, for necessitie of present life,

171I must show out a Flag, and signe of Loue,

172(Which is indeed but signe) that you shal surely find him

173Lead to the Sagitary the raised Search:

174And there will I be with him. So farewell. Exit.

176Bra. It is too true an euill. Gone she is,

177And what's to come of my despised time,

178Is naught but bitternesse. Now Rodorigo,

179Where didst thou see her? (Oh vnhappie Girle)

180With the Moore saist thou? (Who would be a Father?)

181How didst thou know 'twas she? (Oh she deceaues me

182Past thought:) what said she to you? Get moe Tapers:

183Raise all my Kindred. Are they married thinke you?

184Rodo. Truely I thinke they are.

185Bra. Oh Heauen: how got she out?

186Oh treason of the blood.

187Fathers, from hence trust not your Daughters minds

188By what you see them act. Is there not Charmes,

189By which the propertie of Youth, and Maidhood

190May be abus'd? Haue you not read Rodorigo,

191Of some such thing?

192Rod. Yes Sir: I haue indeed.

193Bra. Call vp my Brother: oh would you had had her.

194Some one way, some another. Doe you know

195Where we may apprehend her, and the Moore?

196Rod. I thinke I can discouer him, if you please

197To get good Guard, and go along with me.

198Bra. Pray you lead on. At euery house Ile call,

199(I may command at most) get Weapons (hoa)

200And raise some speciall Officers of might:

201On good Rodorigo, I will deserue your paines. Exeunt.