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  • Title: Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)
  • Editor: Donald Bailey
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-466-0

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Donald Bailey
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    Othello (Quarto 1, 1622)

    The Tragedy of Othello

    In fearefull sense. Enter a Messenger.
    One within. What ho, what ho, what ho?
    Sailor. A messenger from the Galley.
    Du. Now, the businesse?
    Sailor, The Tnrkish preparation makes for Rhodes,
    So was I bid report here, to the state.
    Du. How say you by this change?
    1 Sena. This cannot be by no assay of reason ---
    Tis a Pageant,
    To keepe vs in false gaze: when we consider
    350The importancy of Cypresse to the Turke:
    And let our selues againe, but vnderstand,
    That as it more concernes the Turke then Rhodes,
    So may he with more facile question beare it.
    Dn. And in all confidence, hee's not for Rhodes.
    Officer. Here is more newes. Enter a 2. Messenger.
    Mes. The Ottamites, reuerend and gracious,
    365Steering with due course, toward the Isle of Rhodes,
    Haue there inioynted with an after fleete
    Of 30. saile, and now they doe resterine
    Their backward course, bearing with franke appearance
    370Their purposes towards Cypresse: Seignior Montano,
    Your trusty and most valiant seruitor,
    With his free duty recommends you thus,
    And prayes you to beleeue him.
    Du. Tis certaine then for Cypresse,
    375Marcus Luccicos is not here in Towne.
    1 Sena. Hee's now in Florence.
    Du. Write from vs, wish him post, post hast dispatch.

    380Enter Brabantio, Othello, Roderigo, Iago, Cassio,
    Desdemona, and Officers.
    1 Sena. Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moore.
    Du. Valiant Othello, we must straite imploy you,
    Against the generall enemy Ottaman;
    I did not see you, welcome gentle Seignior,
    385We lacke your counsell, and your helpe to night,