9397Brab. Why, wherefore aske you this?

9498Iag. Zounds sir you are robd, for shame put on your gowne,

9599Your heart is burst, you haue lost halfe your soule;

96100Euen now, very now, an old blacke Ram

97101Is tupping your white Ewe; arise, arise,

98102Awake the snorting Citizens with the Bell,

99103Or else the Diuell will make a Grandsire of you, arise I say.

101104Brab. What, haue you lost your wits?

102105Rod. Most reuerend Seignior, doe you know my voyce?

103106Bra. Not I, what are you?

104107Rod. My name is Roderigo.

105108Bra. The worse welcome,

106109I haue charg'd thee, not to haunt about my dores,

107110In honest plainenesse, thou hast heard me say

108111My daughter is not for thee, and now in madnes,

109112Being full of supper, and distempering draughts,

110113Vpon malicious brauery, dost thou come

111114To start my quiet?

112115Rod. Sir, sir, sir.

113116Bra. But thou must needes be sure

114117My spirit and my place haue them in power,

115118To make this bitter to thee.

116119Rod. Patience good sir.

117120Bra. What, tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice,

118121My house is not a graunge.

119122Rod. Most graue Brabantio,

120123In simple and pure soule I come to you.

121124Iag. Zouns Sir, you are one of those, that will not serue God, if

122125the Deuill bid you. Because we come to doe you seruice, you thinke

123126we are Ruffians, youle haue your daughter couered with a Barbary

124127horse; youle haue your Nephewes ney to you; youle haue Coursers

125128for Cousens, and Iennits for Iermans.

127129Bra. What prophane wretch art thou?

128130Iag. I am one sir, that come to tell you, your daughter, and the

129131Moore, are now making the Beast with two backs.

130132Bra. Thou art a villaine .

131133Iag. You are a Senator.