Bra. How! the duke in council!! 1 Sen. Here comes Brabantio, and the valiant In this time of the night!-Bring him away: Enter Brabantio, Othello, Iago, Roderigo, and Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ [Exeunt. Against the general enemy Ottoman. SCENE III.-The same. A council-chamber. I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; The Duke, and Senators, sitting at a table; Of ficers attending. Duke. There is no composition in these news, That gives them credit. 1 Sen. Indeed, they are disproportion'd; Duke. Nay, it is possible enough to judgment; In fearful sense. : To Brabantia. We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night. Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, Sen. Bra. Dead? Ay, to me; She is abus'd, stol'n from me and corrupted Sailor. [Within.] What ho! what ho! what ho! For nature so preposterously to err, Enter an Officer, with a Sailor. Off. A messenger from the galleys. Duke. Now? the business? Being not deficient, blind or lame of sense, Duke. Whoe'er he be, that, in this foul pro- Sail. The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes; Ilath thus beguil'd your daughter of herself, So was I bid report here to the state, By signior Angelo. Duke. How say you by this change? This cannot be, That, as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes, That Rhodes is dress'd in :-if we make thought And you of her, the bloody book of law Bra. Humbly I thank your grace. Here is the man, this Moor; whom now, it seems, Your special mandate, for the state affairs, Hath hither brought. Duke & Sen. We are very sorry for it. Duke. What, in your own part, can you say to [To Othello. this? Bra. Nothing but, this is so. Oth. Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver What conjuration, and what mighty magic That will confess-perfection so could err Duke. Did you by indirect and forced courses Oth. I do beseech you, Not only take away, but let your sentence Fetch Desdemona hither. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year; the battles, sieges, fortunes, I ran it through, even from my boyish days, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i'the imminent deadly breach; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, such was the process; The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitifu!: She wish'd, she had not heard it; yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me; And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, Enter Desdemona, Iago, and Attendants. Duke. I think this tale would win my daughter too. And so much duty as my mother show'd Bra. I here do give thee that with all my heart, I am glad at soul I have no other child; Which, as a grise, or step, may help these lovers Into your favour. When remedies are past, the griefs are ended, Do grow beneath their shoulders. These things to By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. hear, Would Desdemona seriously incline: But still the house-affairs would draw her thence; When I did speak of some distressful stroke, To mourn a mischief that is past and gone, thief; He robs himself, that spends a bootless grief. (7) Intention and attention were once synonymous. (8) Grise from degrees. (9) i. e. That the wounds of sorrow were ever cured by the words of consolation. I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state. With such things else of quality and respect, Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation As doth import you. makes for Cyprus :-Othello, the fortitude of the Oth. Please your grace, my ancient; place is best known to you: And though we have A man he is of honesty and trust: there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet To his conveyance I assign my wife, opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects, throws a With what else needful your good grace shall think more safer voice on you: you must therefore be To be sent after me. content to slubber' the gloss of your new fortunes Duke. Let it be so.with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition. Good night to every one.-And, noble signior, [To Brabantic. Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, I find in hardness; and do undertake Duke. Be't at her father's. Bra. If you please, I'll not have it so. Oth. Nor I. Des. Nor I; I would not there reside, To put my father in impatient thoughts, By being in his eye. Most gracious duke, To my unfolding lend a gracious ear, And let me find a charter in your voice, To assist my simpleness. Duke. What would you, Desdemona ? Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him, I saw Othello's visage in his mind; So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, A moth of peace, and he go to the war, By his dear absence: Let me go with him. Vouch with me, heaven; I therefore beg it not, Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries-haste, And speed must answer it; you must hence to-night. Des. To-night, my lord? Duke. This night. Oth. Othello, leave some officer behind, And he shall our commission bring to you; If virtue no delighted beauty lack, [Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, &c. Iago. What say'st thou, noble heart? Iago. Why, go to bed and sleep. Rod. I will incontinently 10 drown myself. Iago. Well, if thou dost, I shall never love thee after it. Why, thou silly gentleman! Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment and then have we a prescription to die, when death is our physician. Iago. O villanous! I have looked upon the world for four times seven years; and since I could distinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never found a man that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I would drown myself for the love of a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon. Rod. What should I do? I confess, it is my shame to be so fond; but it is not in virtue to amend it. Iago. Virtue? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens; to the which, our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce; set hyssop, and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills. If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions: But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our unbitted 2 lust; whereof I take this, that you calllove, to be a sect," or scion. Rod. It cannot be. Iago. It is merely a lust of the blood, and a permission of the will. Come, be a inan: Drown thyself? drown cats, and blind puppies. I have professed me thy friend, and I confess me knit to thy deserving with cables of perdurable toughness; could never better stead thee than now. money in thy purse; follow these wars; defeat thy favour with an usurped beard; I say, put money in thy purse. It cannot be, that Desdemona should long continue her love to the Moor,-put money in Put (10) Immediately. (11) Foolish. (12) Unbridled. (13) A sect is what the gardeners call a cutting. (14) Change your countenance with a false beard 1 Gent. Nothing at all: it is a high-wrought flood; I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main," Descry a sail. Mon. Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at land: thy purse;-nor he his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou shalt see an answerable sequestration;-put but money in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in their wills;-fill thy purse with money: the food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bit- A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements: ter as coloquintida. She must change for youth: If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea, when she is sated with his body, she will find the What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them, error of her choice.-She must have change, she Can hold the mortise? what shall we hear of this? must therefore put money in thy purse.-If thou 2 Gen. A segregation of the Turkish fleet: wilt needs damn thyself, do it a more delicate way For do but stand upon the foaming shore, than drowning. Make all the money thou canst: The chiding billow seems to pelt the clouds ; If sanctimony and a frail vow, betwixt an erring' The wind-shak'd surge, with high and monstrous barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian, be not too main, hard for my wits, and all the tribe of hell, thou Seems to cast water on the burning bear," shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole: drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way; seek I never did like molestation view thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy, On th' enchafed flood. than to be drowned and go without her. Rod. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on the issue? : Mon. If that the Turkish fleet Enter a third Gentleman. lago. Thou art sure of me ;-Go, make money: -I have told thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I hate the Moor: My cause is hearted: 3 Gent. News, lords! our wars are done; thine hath no less reason: Let us be conjunctive in The desperate tempest hath so bang'd the Turks, our revenge against him if thou canst cuckold That their designment halts: A noble ship of Venice him, thou dost thyself a pleasure, and me a sport. Hath seen a grievous wreck and sufferance There are many events in the womb of time, which On most part of their fleet. will be delivered. Traverse; go; provide thy Mon. money. We will have more of this to-morrow. Adieu. Rod. Where shall we meet i'the morning? Rod. I'll be with thee betimes. Iago. Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo ? lago. No more of drowning, do you hear? Will do, as if for surety. He holds' me well; That thinks men honest that but seem to be so ; I have't;-it is engender'd :-Hell and night How! is this true? 3 Gent. Come, let's do so; Enter Cassio. Cas. Thanks to the valiant of this warlike isle, Cas. His bark is stoutly timber'd, and his pilot A sail, a sail, a sail! Cas. What noise? 4 Gent. The town is empty: on the brow o' the sea Stand ranks of people, and they cry-a sail. Cas. My hopes do shape him for the governor. (5) The constellation near the polar star. (7) Allowed and approved expertness. Our friends, at least. [Exit. 2 Gent. I shall. Re-enter second Gentleman. 2 Gent. 'Tis one lago, ancient to the general. Their mortal' natures, letting go safely by Mon. What is she? Des. O, fie upon thee, slanderer! Iago. O gentle lady, do not put me to't; Des. Come on, assay:-There's one gone to the lago. Ay, madam. Des. I am not merry; but I do beguile lago. I am about it; but, indeed, my invention Cas. She that I spake of, our great captain's If she be fair and wise,-fairness, and wit, captain, Left in the conduct of the bold Iago; The one's for use, the other useth it. Des. Well prais'd! How if she be black and witty ? Iago. If she be black, and thereto have a wit, She'll find a white that shall her blackness fit. Des. Worse and worse. Emil. How, if fair and foolish? lago. She never yet was foolish that was fair; For even her folly help'd her to an heir. Des. These are old fond paradoxes, to make Enter Desdemona, Emilia, Iago, Roderigo, and fools laugh i'the alehouse. What miserable praise Attendants. The riches of the ship is come on shore! Des. I thank you, valiant Cassio. Des. O, but I fear;-how lost you company? [Cry within, A sail, a sail! Then guns heard. 2 Gent. They give their greeting to the citadel; This likewise is a friend. Cas. See for the news.- [Kissing her. Des. Alas, she has no speech. Iago. In faith, too much; You have little cause to say so. Iago. Come on, come on; you are pictures out of doors, Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, (1) Deadly, destructive. (2) Desire. hast thou for her that's foul and foolish? lago. There's none so foul and foolish thereunto, But does foul pranks which fair and wise ones do. Des. O heavy ignorance!-thou praisest the worst best. But what praise could'st thou bestow on a deserving woman indeed? one that, in the authority of her merit, did justly put on the vouch of very malice itself? lago. She that was ever fair, and never proud; To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail; Iago. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. Des. Omost lame and impotent conclusion!-Do not learn of him, Emilia, though he be thy husband. -How say you, Cassio! is he not a most profane and liberal counsellor? Cas. He speaks home, madam; you may relish him more in the soldier, than in the scholar. Iago. [Aside.] He takes her by the palm: Ay, well said, whisper: with as little a web as this, will I ensnare as great a fly as Cassio. Ay, smile upon her, do; I will gyve thee in thine own courtship. You say true; 'tis so, indeed: if such tricks as these strip you out of your lieutenantry, it had been better you had not kissed your three fingers so oft, which now again you are most apt to play the sir in. Very good; well kissed! an excellent courtesy! 'tis so, indeed. Yet again, your fingers to (7) Your good-breeding and gallantry. (4) Foolish. (8) Courtesy, in the sense of obeisance, was ap (6) Shackle, fetter.plied to men as well as women. |