If this be known to you, and your allowance, We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs; But, if you know not this, my manuers tell me, We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe, That, from the sense of all civility,

I thus would play and trifle with your Re

verence:

Your daughter, if you have not given her leave,

Τ say again, hath made a gross revolt;
Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes,
In an extravagant and wheeling stranger,
Of here and every where: Straight satisfy yourself:
If she be in her chamber, or your house,
Let loose on me the justice of the state
For thus deluding you.

Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho!

Give me a taper;

call up all my people:

This accident is not unlike my dream,
Belief of it oppresses me already:

Light, I say! light!

[Exit, from above.
Lago. Farewell; for I must leave you :
It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place,
To be produc'd (as, if I stay, I shall,)

Against the Moor: For, I do know, the state,
However this may gall him with some check,
Caunot with safety cast him; for he's embark'd
With such loud reason to the Cyprus' wars,
(Which even now stand in act,) that, for their souls,
Another of his fathom they have not,

To lead their business: in which regard,
Though I do hate him as I do hell pains, ́
Yet, for necessity of present life,

I must show out a flag and sign of love,

Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,

Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd search;
And there will I be with him. So, farewell.

[Exit.

Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches.

Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is; And what's to come of my despised time, Is nought but bitterness.

Where didst thou see her?
With the Moor, say'st thou?

Now, Roderigo,
O unhappy girl!
- Who would be a

father?

How didst thou know 'twas she? O, thou de

By what you see them act. Are there not charms,
By which the property of youth and maidhood
May be abus'd? Have you not read, Roderigo,
Of some such thing?

Rod. Yes, Sir; I have, indeed.
Bra. Call up my brother.

O, that you had

had her!

Some one way, some another. Do you know
Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?
Rod. I think, I can discover him; if you please
To get good guard, and go along with me.
Bra, Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll

call;

Get weapons, ho!

I may command at most:
And raise some special officers of night.

On, good Roderigo;

I'll deserve your pains.

SCENE II.

The same. Another Street.

[Exeunt.

Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants.,

Iago. Though in the trade of war I have slain

men,

Yet do I hold it very stuff o'the conscience,
To do no contriv'd murder; I lack iniquity
Sometimes, to do me service: Nine or ten times
I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the
ribs.

Oth. 'Tis better as it is.

Iago. Nay, but he prated,

And spoke such scurvy and provoking [terms
Against your honour,

That, with the little godliness I have,

I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, Sir,
Are you fast married? for, be sure of this,
That the magnifico is much belov'd;

And hath, in his effect, a voice potential
As double as the Duke's: he will divorce you;
Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
The law (with all his might, to enforce it on,)
Will give him cable.

Oth. Let him do his spite:

My services, which have done the Signiory, Shall out-tongue bis complaints. 'Tis yet to know, (Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, I shall promulgate,) I fetch my life and being

From men of royal siege; and my demerits
May speak, únbonneted, to as proud a fortune
As this that I have reach'd: For know, Iago,
But that I love the gentle Desdemona,

I would not my unhoused free condition
Put into circumscription and confine

For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yonder?

Enter CASSIO, at a distance, and certain Officers with torches.

Iago. These are the raised father, and his friends:

You were best go in.

Oth. Not I: I must be found;

My parts, my title, and my perfect soul,
Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

Iago. By Janus, I think no.

Oth. The servants of the Duke, and my lieute

nant.

The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
What is the news?

Cas. The Duke does greet you, General; And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance, Even on the instant.

Oth. What is the matter, think you?

Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine; It is a business of some heat: the gallies Have sent a dozen sequent messengers This very night, at one another's heels; And many of the consuls, rais'd, and met, Are at the Duke's already: You have been hotly

call'd for;

When, being not at your lodging to be found, The senate hath sent about three several quests, To search you out.

Oth. 'Tis well I am found by you,

I will but spend a word here in the house,
And go with you.

[Exit.

1

Cas. Ancient, what makes he here ?
Iago. 'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land
carack;

If it prove lawful prize, be's made for ever
Cas. I do not understand,

Iago. He's married.

Cas. To who?

Re-enter OTHELLO.

Iago. Marry, to

Come, Captain, will you go?

Oth. Have with you.

Cas. Hero comes another troop to seek for you, Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers of night, with torches and weapons.

Iago. It is Brabantio:- General, be advis'd, He comes to bad intent.

Oth. Hola! stand there!

Rod. Signior, it is the Moor.

Bra. Down with him, thief!

[They draw on both sides, Jago. You, Roderigo! come, Sir, I am for you. Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them."

Good Signior, you shall more command with years, Than with your weapons.

Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter? Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her; For I'll refer me to all things of sense, If she in chains of magick were not bound, Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy; So opposite to marriage, that she shunn'd