Against the Moor. For, I do know, the state- To lead their business; in which regard, 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 raised 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. Now, Roderigo, Where didst thou see her?-0, unhappy girl!With the Moor, say'st thou ?-Who would be a father?How didst thou know 'twas she? O, thou deceiv'st me Past thought!--What said she to you?-Get more tapers; Raise all my kindred.-Are they married, think you? Rod. Truly, I think they are. Bra. O Heaven!-How got she out?-O treason of the blood! Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds 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 : I may command at most.-Get weapons, ho! And raise some special officers of night. On, good Roderigo; -- I'll deserve your pains. [Exeunt. Another Street. SCENE II. The same. 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 contrived murder; I lack iniquity Sometimes, to do me service. Nine or ten times I had thought to have yerked 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 honor, That, with the little godliness I have, I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray, sir, And hath, in his effect, a voice potential Oth. I would not my unhoused, free condition 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, Iago. By Janus, I think no. Oth. The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant. 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, Oth. What is the matter, think you? Cas. Something from Cyprus, as I may devine; It is a business of some heat. The galleys And many of the consuls, raised, and met, Are at the duke's already. You have been hotly called for; When, being not at your lodging to be found, The senate hath sent about three several quests, To search you out. Oth. I will but spend a 'Tis well I am found by you. word here in the house, [Exit. And go with you. Cas. I do not understand. Iago. He's married. To who? Re-enter OTHELLO. Tago. Marry, to-come, captain, will you go? Have with you. Oth. Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers of night, with torches and weapons. Iago. It is Brabantio.-General, be advised; He comes to bad intent. Oth. Rod. Seignior, it is the Moor. Bra. Hola! stand there! Down with him, thief! [They draw on both sides. Iago. You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you. Oth. Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them. Good seignior, you shall more command with years, Bra. O thou foul thief, where hast thou stowed my daughter? Damned as thou art, thou hast enchanted her; For I'll refer me to all things of sense, Oth. Hold your hands, Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Bra. To prison; till fit time Of law, and course of direct session, Call thee to answer. Oth. Off. 'Tis true, most worthy seignior, The duke's in council; and your noble self, Bra. [Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. A Council Chamber. The Duke, and Senators, sitting at a table; Officers attending. Duke. There is no composition in these news, That gives them credit. 1 Sen. Indeed, they are disproportioned; My letters say a hundred and seven galleys. 2 Sen. And mine, two hundred. But though they jump not on a just account, (As in these cases where the aim reports, 'Tis oft with difference,) yet do they all confirm A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus. Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; I do not so secure me in the error, But the main article I do approve In fearful sense. Sailor. [Within.] What, ho! what, ho! what, ho! Enter an Officer with a Sailor. Off. A messenger from the galleys. Duke. Now; the business? Sailor. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes; So was I bid report here to the state, By seignior Angelo. Duke. How say you by this change? 1 Sen. This cannot be, By no assay of reason; 'tis a pageant, To keep us in false gaze. When we consider And let ourselves again but understand, That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, But altogether lacks the abilities That Rhodes is dressed in ;-if we make thought of this, We must not think the Turk is so unskilful, To leave that latest which concerns him first; Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain, Duke. Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes. |