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◈ The Tragedy of Othello, Moor of Venice (오셀로) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 Venice. A street.
 
1 [Enter RODERIGO and IAGO]
 
2 Roderigo.
3       Tush! never tell me; I take it much unkindly
4       That thou, Iago, who hast had my purse
5       As if the strings were thine, shouldst know of this.
6 Iago.
7       'Sblood, but you will not hear me:
8       If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me.
9 Roderigo.
10       Thou told'st me thou didst hold him in thy hate.
11 Iago.
12       Despise me, if I do not. Three great ones of the city,
13       In personal suit to make me his lieutenant,
14       Off-capp'd to him: and, by the faith of man,
15       I know my price, I am worth no worse a place:
16       But he; as loving his own pride and purposes,
17       Evades them, with a bombast circumstance
18       Horribly stuff'd with epithets of war;
19       And, in conclusion,
20       Nonsuits my mediators; for, 'Certes,' says he,
21       'I have already chose my officer.'
22       And what was he?
23       Forsooth, a great arithmetician,
24       One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
25       A fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife;
26       That never set a squadron in the field,
27       Nor the division of a battle knows
28       More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric,
29       Wherein the toged consuls can propose
30       As masterly as he: mere prattle, without practise,
31       Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election:
32       And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof
33       At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds
34       Christian and heathen, must be be-lee'd and calm'd
35       By debitor and creditor: this counter-caster,
36       He, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
37       And I—God bless the mark!—his Moorship's ancient.
38 Roderigo.
39       By heaven, I rather would have been his hangman.
40 Iago.
41       Why, there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service,
42       Preferment goes by letter and affection,
43       And not by old gradation, where each second
44       Stood heir to the first. Now, sir, be judge yourself,
45       Whether I in any just term am affined
46       To love the Moor.
47 Roderigo.
48       I would not follow him then.
49 Iago.
50       O, sir, content you;
51       I follow him to serve my turn upon him:
52       We cannot all be masters, nor all masters
53       Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark
54       Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave,
55       That, doting on his own obsequious bondage,
56       Wears out his time, much like his master's ass,
57       For nought but provender, and when he's old, cashier'd:
58       Whip me such honest knaves. Others there are
59       Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty,
60       Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves,
61       And, throwing but shows of service on their lords,
62       Do well thrive by them and when they have lined
63       their coats
64       Do themselves homage: these fellows have some soul;
65       And such a one do I profess myself. For, sir,
66       It is as sure as you are Roderigo,
67       Were I the Moor, I would not be Iago:
68       In following him, I follow but myself;
69       Heaven is my judge, not I for love and duty,
70       But seeming so, for my peculiar end:
71       For when my outward action doth demonstrate
72       The native act and figure of my heart
73       In compliment extern, 'tis not long after
74       But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
75       For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.
76 Roderigo.
77       What a full fortune does the thicklips owe
78       If he can carry't thus!
79 Iago.
80       Call up her father,
81       Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight,
82       Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen,
83       And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,
84       Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy,
85       Yet throw such changes of vexation on't,
86       As it may lose some colour.
87 Roderigo.
88       Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud.
89 Iago.
90       Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell
91       As when, by night and negligence, the fire
92       Is spied in populous cities.
93 Roderigo.
94       What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!
95 Iago.
96       Awake! what, ho, Brabantio! thieves! thieves! thieves!
97       Look to your house, your daughter and your bags!
98       Thieves! thieves!
 
99 [BRABANTIO appears above, at a window]
 
100 Brabantio.
101       What is the reason of this terrible summons?
102       What is the matter there?
103 Roderigo.
104       Signior, is all your family within?
105 Iago.
106       Are your doors lock'd?
107 Brabantio.
108       Why, wherefore ask you this?
109 Iago.
110       'Zounds, sir, you're robb'd; for shame, put on
111       your gown;
112       Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul;
113       Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
114       Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
115       Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,
116       Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you:
117       Arise, I say.
118 Brabantio.
119       What, have you lost your wits?
120 Roderigo.
121       Most reverend signior, do you know my voice?
122 Brabantio.
123       Not I. what are you?
124 Roderigo.
125       My name is Roderigo.
126 Brabantio.
127       The worser welcome:
128       I have charged thee not to haunt about my doors:
129       In honest plainness thou hast heard me say
130       My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness,
131       Being full of supper and distempering draughts,
132       Upon malicious bravery, dost thou come
133       To start my quiet.
134 Roderigo.
135       Sir, sir, sir,—
136 Brabantio.
137       But thou must needs be sure
138       My spirit and my place have in them power
139       To make this bitter to thee.
140 Roderigo.
141       Patience, good sir.
142 Brabantio.
143       What tell'st thou me of robbing? this is Venice;
144       My house is not a grange.
145 Roderigo.
146       Most grave Brabantio,
147       In simple and pure soul I come to you.
148 Iago.
149       'Zounds, sir, you are one of those that will not
150       serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to
151       do you service and you think we are ruffians, you'll
152       have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse;
153       you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have
154       coursers for cousins and gennets for germans.
155 Brabantio.
156       What profane wretch art thou?
157 Iago.
158       I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter
159       and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
160 Brabantio.
161       Thou art a villain.
162 Iago.
163       You are—a senator.
164 Brabantio.
165       This thou shalt answer; I know thee, Roderigo.
166 Roderigo.
167       Sir, I will answer any thing. But, I beseech you,
168       If't be your pleasure and most wise consent,
169       As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter,
170       At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night,
171       Transported, with no worse nor better guard
172       But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier,
173       To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor
174       If this be known to you and your allowance,
175       We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs;
176       But if you know not this, my manners tell me
177       We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe
178       That, from the sense of all civility,
179       I thus would play and trifle with your reverence:
180       Your daughter, if you have not given her leave,
181       I say again, hath made a gross revolt;
182       Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes
183       In an extravagant and wheeling stranger
184       Of here and every where. Straight satisfy yourself:
185       If she be in her chamber or your house,
186       Let loose on me the justice of the state
187       For thus deluding you.
188 Brabantio.
189       Strike on the tinder, ho!
190       Give me a taper! call up all my people!
191       This accident is not unlike my dream:
192       Belief of it oppresses me already.
193       Light, I say! light!
 
194 [Exit above]
 
195 Iago.
196       Farewell; for I must leave you:
197       It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place,
198       To be producedas, if I stay, I shall
199       Against the Moor: for, I do know, the state,
200       However this may gall him with some cheque,
201       Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embark'd
202       With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars,
203       Which even now stand in act, that, for their souls,
204       Another of his fathom they have none,
205       To lead their business: in which regard,
206       Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains.
207       Yet, for necessity of present life,
208       I must show out a flag and sign of love,
209       Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,
210       Lead to the Sagittary the raised search;
211       And there will I be with him. So, farewell.
 
212 [Exit]
 
213 [Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches]
 
214 Brabantio.
215       It is too true an evil: gone she is;
216       And what's to come of my despised time
217       Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,
218       Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl!
219       With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father!
220       How didst thou know 'twas she? O she deceives me
221       Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers:
222       Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you?
223 Roderigo.
224       Truly, I think they are.
225 Brabantio.
226       O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood!
227       Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters' minds
228       By what you see them act. Is there not charms
229       By which the property of youth and maidhood
230       May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo,
231       Of some such thing?
232 Roderigo.
233       Yes, sir, I have indeed.
234 Brabantio.
235       Call up my brother. O, would you had had her!
236       Some one way, some another. Do you know
237       Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?
238 Roderigo.
239       I think I can discover him, if you please,
240       To get good guard and go along with me.
241 Brabantio.
242       Pray you, lead on. At every house I'll call;
243       I may command at most. Get weapons, ho!
244       And raise some special officers of night.
245       On, good Roderigo: I'll deserve your pains.
 
246 [Exeunt]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 Another street.
 
1 [Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches]
 
2 Iago.
3       Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
4       Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience
5       To do no contrived murder: I lack iniquity
6       Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times
7       I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs.
8 Othello.
9       'Tis better as it is.
10 Iago.
11       Nay, but he prated,
12       And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
13       Against your honour
14       That, with the little godliness I have,
15       I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir,
16       Are you fast married? Be assured of this,
17       That the magnifico is much beloved,
18       And hath in his effect a voice potential
19       As double as the duke's: he will divorce you;
20       Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
21       The law, with all his might to enforce it on,
22       Will give him cable.
23 Othello.
24       Let him do his spite:
25       My services which I have done the signiory
26       Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,—
27       Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,
28       I shall promulgate—I fetch my life and being
29       From men of royal siege, and my demerits
30       May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
31       As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago,
32       But that I love the gentle Desdemona,
33       I would not my unhoused free condition
34       Put into circumscription and confine
35       For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond?
36 Iago.
37       Those are the raised father and his friends:
38       You were best go in.
39 Othello.
40       Not I. I must be found:
41       My parts, my title and my perfect soul
42       Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?
43 Iago.
44       By Janus, I think no.
 
45 [Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches]
 
46 Othello.
47       The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
48       The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
49       What is the news?
50 Cassio.
51       The duke does greet you, general,
52       And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
53       Even on the instant.
54 Othello.
55       What is the matter, think you?
56 Cassio.
57       Something from Cyprus as I may divine:
58       It is a business of some heat: the galleys
59       Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
60       This very night at one another's heels,
61       And many of the consuls, raised and met,
62       Are at the duke's already: you have been
63       hotly call'd for;
64       When, being not at your lodging to be found,
65       The senate hath sent about three several guests
66       To search you out.
67 Othello.
68       'Tis well I am found by you.
69       I will but spend a word here in the house,
70       And go with you.
 
71 [Exit]
 
72 Cassio.
73       Ancient, what makes he here?
74 Iago.
75       'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:
76       If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.
77 Cassio.
78       I do not understand.
79 Iago.
80       He's married.
81 Cassio.
82       To who?
 
83 [Re-enter OTHELLO]
 
84 Iago.
85       Marry, toCome, captain, will you go?
86 Othello.
87       Have with you.
88 Cassio.
89       Here comes another troop to seek for you.
90 Iago.
91       It is Brabantio. General, be advised;
92       He comes to bad intent.
 
93 [Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, and Officers with torches and weapons]
 
94 Othello.
95       Holla! stand there!
96 Roderigo.
97       Signior, it is the Moor.
98 Brabantio.
99       Down with him, thief!
 
100 [They draw on both sides]
 
101 Iago.
102       You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you.
103 Othello.
104       Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.
105       Good signior, you shall more command with years
106       Than with your weapons.
107 Brabantio.
108       O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?
109       Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her;
110       For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
111       If she in chains of magic were not bound,
112       Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy,
113       So opposite to marriage that she shunned
114       The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
115       Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
116       Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
117       Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight.
118       Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense
119       That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,
120       Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
121       That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on;
122       'Tis probable and palpable to thinking.
123       I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
124       For an abuser of the world, a practiser
125       Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
126       Lay hold upon him: if he do resist,
127       Subdue him at his peril.
128 Othello.
129       Hold your hands,
130       Both you of my inclining, and the rest:
131       Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
132       Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
133       To answer this your charge?
134 Brabantio.
135       To prison, till fit time
136       Of law and course of direct session
137       Call thee to answer.
138 Othello.
139       What if I do obey?
140       How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
141       Whose messengers are here about my side,
142       Upon some present business of the state
143       To bring me to him?
144 First Officer.
145       'Tis true, most worthy signior;
146       The duke's in council and your noble self,
147       I am sure, is sent for.
148 Brabantio.
149       How! the duke in council!
150       In this time of the night! Bring him away:
151       Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself,
152       Or any of my brothers of the state,
153       Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;
154       For if such actions may have passage free,
155       Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.
 
156 [Exeunt]
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 A council-chamber.
 
1 [The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers attending]
 
2 Duke of Venice.
3       There is no composition in these news
4       That gives them credit.
5 First Senator.
6       Indeed, they are disproportion'd;
7       My letters say a hundred and seven galleys.
8 Duke of Venice.
9       And mine, a hundred and forty.
10 Second Senator.
11       And mine, two hundred:
12       But though they jump not on a just account,—
13       As in these cases, where the aim reports,
14       'Tis oft with differenceyet do they all confirm
15       A Turkish fleet, and bearing up to Cyprus.
16 Duke of Venice.
17       Nay, it is possible enough to judgment:
18       I do not so secure me in the error,
19       But the main article I do approve
20       In fearful sense.
21 Sailor.
22       [Within]What, ho! what, ho! what, ho!
23 First Officer.
24       A messenger from the galleys.
 
25 [Enter a Sailor]
 
26 Duke of Venice.
27       Now, what's the business?
28 Sailor.
29       The Turkish preparation makes for Rhodes;
30       So was I bid report here to the state
31       By Signior Angelo.
32 Duke of Venice.
33       How say you by this change?
34 First Senator.
35       This cannot be,
36       By no assay of reason: 'tis a pageant,
37       To keep us in false gaze. When we consider
38       The importancy of Cyprus to the Turk,
39       And let ourselves again but understand,
40       That as it more concerns the Turk than Rhodes,
41       So may he with more facile question bear it,
42       For that it stands not in such warlike brace,
43       But altogether lacks the abilities
44       That Rhodes is dress'd in: if we make thought of this,
45       We must not think the Turk is so unskilful
46       To leave that latest which concerns him first,
47       Neglecting an attempt of ease and gain,
48       To wake and wage a danger profitless.
49 Duke of Venice.
50       Nay, in all confidence, he's not for Rhodes.
51 First Officer.
52       Here is more news.
 
53 [Enter a Messenger]
 
54 Messenger.
55       The Ottomites, reverend and gracious,
56       Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes,
57       Have there injointed them with an after fleet.
58 First Senator.
59       Ay, so I thought. How many, as you guess?
60 Messenger.
61       Of thirty sail: and now they do restem
62       Their backward course, bearing with frank appearance
63       Their purposes toward Cyprus. Signior Montano,
64       Your trusty and most valiant servitor,
65       With his free duty recommends you thus,
66       And prays you to believe him.
67 Duke of Venice.
68       'Tis certain, then, for Cyprus.
69       Marcus Luccicos, is not he in town?
70 First Senator.
71       He's now in Florence.
72 Duke of Venice.
73       Write from us to him; post-post-haste dispatch.
74 First Senator.
75       Here comes Brabantio and the valiant Moor.
 
76 [Enter BRABANTIO, OTHELLO, IAGO, RODERIGO, and Officers]
 
77 Duke of Venice.
78       Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you
79       Against the general enemy Ottoman.
80       [To BRABANTIO]
81       I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;
82       We lack'd your counsel and your help tonight.
83 Brabantio.
84       So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me;
85       Neither my place nor aught I heard of business
86       Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care
87       Take hold on me, for my particular grief
88       Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature
89       That it engluts and swallows other sorrows
90       And it is still itself.
91 Duke of Venice.
92       Why, what's the matter?
93 Brabantio.
94       My daughter! O, my daughter!
95 Duke of Venice.
96       [with Senator]Dead?
97 Brabantio.
98       Ay, to me;
99       She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted
100       By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks;
101       For nature so preposterously to err,
102       Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,
103       Sans witchcraft could not.
104 Duke of Venice.
105       Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding
106       Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself
107       And you of her, the bloody book of law
108       You shall yourself read in the bitter letter
109       After your own sense, yea, though our proper son
110       Stood in your action.
111 Brabantio.
112       Humbly I thank your grace.
113       Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems,
114       Your special mandate for the state-affairs
115       Hath hither brought.
116 Duke of Venice.
117       [with Senator]We are very sorry for't.
118 Duke of Venice.
119       [To OTHELLO]What, in your own part, can you say to this?
120 Brabantio.
121       Nothing, but this is so.
122 Othello.
123       Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
124       My very noble and approved good masters,
125       That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter,
126       It is most true; true, I have married her:
127       The very head and front of my offending
128       Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech,
129       And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace:
130       For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith,
131       Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used
132       Their dearest action in the tented field,
133       And little of this great world can I speak,
134       More than pertains to feats of broil and battle,
135       And therefore little shall I grace my cause
136       In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,
137       I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver
138       Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms,
139       What conjuration and what mighty magic,
140       For such proceeding I am charged withal,
141       I won his daughter.
142 Brabantio.
143       A maiden never bold;
144       Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion
145       Blush'd at herself; and she, in spite of nature,
146       Of years, of country, credit, every thing,
147       To fall in love with what she fear'd to look on!
148       It is a judgment maim'd and most imperfect
149       That will confess perfection so could err
150       Against all rules of nature, and must be driven
151       To find out practises of cunning hell,
152       Why this should be. I therefore vouch again
153       That with some mixtures powerful o'er the blood,
154       Or with some dram conjured to this effect,
155       He wrought upon her.
156 Duke of Venice.
157       To vouch this, is no proof,
158       Without more wider and more overt test
159       Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods
160       Of modern seeming do prefer against him.
161 First Senator.
162       But, Othello, speak:
163       Did you by indirect and forced courses
164       Subdue and poison this young maid's affections?
165       Or came it by request and such fair question
166       As soul to soul affordeth?
167 Othello.
168       I do beseech you,
169       Send for the lady to the Sagittary,
170       And let her speak of me before her father:
171       If you do find me foul in her report,
172       The trust, the office I do hold of you,
173       Not only take away, but let your sentence
174       Even fall upon my life.
175 Duke of Venice.
176       Fetch Desdemona hither.
177 Othello.
178       Ancient, conduct them: you best know the place.
179       [Exeunt IAGO and Attendants]
180       And, till she come, as truly as to heaven
181       I do confess the vices of my blood,
182       So justly to your grave ears I'll present
183       How I did thrive in this fair lady's love,
184       And she in mine.
185 Duke of Venice.
186       Say it, Othello.
187 Othello.
188       Her father loved me; oft invited me;
189       Still question'd me the story of my life,
190       From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,
191       That I have passed.
192       I ran it through, even from my boyish days,
193       To the very moment that he bade me tell it;
194       Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
195       Of moving accidents by flood and field
196       Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach,
197       Of being taken by the insolent foe
198       And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence
199       And portance in my travels' history:
200       Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle,
201       Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven
202       It was my hint to speak,—such was the process;
203       And of the Cannibals that each other eat,
204       The Anthropophagi and men whose heads
205       Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear
206       Would Desdemona seriously incline:
207       But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
208       Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,
209       She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear
210       Devour up my discourse: which I observing,
211       Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
212       To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
213       That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
214       Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
215       But not intentively: I did consent,
216       And often did beguile her of her tears,
217       When I did speak of some distressful stroke
218       That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
219       She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
220       She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
221       'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
222       She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
223       That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me,
224       And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
225       I should but teach him how to tell my story.
226       And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:
227       She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
228       And I loved her that she did pity them.
229       This only is the witchcraft I have used:
230       Here comes the lady; let her witness it.
 
231 [Enter DESDEMONA, IAGO, and Attendants]
 
232 Duke of Venice.
233       I think this tale would win my daughter too.
234       Good Brabantio,
235       Take up this mangled matter at the best:
236       Men do their broken weapons rather use
237       Than their bare hands.
238 Brabantio.
239       I pray you, hear her speak:
240       If she confess that she was half the wooer,
241       Destruction on my head, if my bad blame
242       Light on the man! Come hither, gentle mistress:
243       Do you perceive in all this noble company
244       Where most you owe obedience?
245 Desdemona.
246       My noble father,
247       I do perceive here a divided duty:
248       To you I am bound for life and education;
249       My life and education both do learn me
250       How to respect you; you are the lord of duty;
251       I am hitherto your daughter: but here's my husband,
252       And so much duty as my mother show'd
253       To you, preferring you before her father,
254       So much I challenge that I may profess
255       Due to the Moor my lord.
256 Brabantio.
257       God be wi' you! I have done.
258       Please it your grace, on to the state-affairs:
259       I had rather to adopt a child than get it.
260       Come hither, Moor:
261       I here do give thee that with all my heart
262       Which, but thou hast already, with all my heart
263       I would keep from thee. For your sake, jewel,
264       I am glad at soul I have no other child:
265       For thy escape would teach me tyranny,
266       To hang clogs on them. I have done, my lord.
267 Duke of Venice.
268       Let me speak like yourself, and lay a sentence,
269       Which, as a grise or step, may help these lovers
270       Into your favour.
271       When remedies are past, the griefs are ended
272       By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended.
273       To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
274       Is the next way to draw new mischief on.
275       What cannot be preserved when fortune takes
276       Patience her injury a mockery makes.
277       The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief;
278       He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.
279 Brabantio.
280       So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile;
281       We lose it not, so long as we can smile.
282       He bears the sentence well that nothing bears
283       But the free comfort which from thence he hears,
284       But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow
285       That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow.
286       These sentences, to sugar, or to gall,
287       Being strong on both sides, are equivocal:
288       But words are words; I never yet did hear
289       That the bruised heart was pierced through the ear.
290       I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state.
291 Duke of Venice.
292       The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for
293       Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best
294       known to you; and though we have there a substitute
295       of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a
296       sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer
297       voice on you: you must therefore be content to
298       slubber the gloss of your new fortunes with this
299       more stubborn and boisterous expedition.
300 Othello.
301       The tyrant custom, most grave senators,
302       Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war
303       My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnise
304       A natural and prompt alacrity
305       I find in hardness, and do undertake
306       These present wars against the Ottomites.
307       Most humbly therefore bending to your state,
308       I crave fit disposition for my wife.
309       Due reference of place and exhibition,
310       With such accommodation and besort
311       As levels with her breeding.
312 Duke of Venice.
313       If you please,
314       Be't at her father's.
315 Brabantio.
316       I'll not have it so.
317 Othello.
318       Nor I.
319 Desdemona.
320       Nor I; I would not there reside,
321       To put my father in impatient thoughts
322       By being in his eye. Most gracious duke,
323       To my unfolding lend your prosperous ear;
324       And let me find a charter in your voice,
325       To assist my simpleness.
326 Duke of Venice.
327       What would You, Desdemona?
328 Desdemona.
329       That I did love the Moor to live with him,
330       My downright violence and storm of fortunes
331       May trumpet to the world: my heart's subdued
332       Even to the very quality of my lord:
333       I saw Othello's visage in his mind,
334       And to his honour and his valiant parts
335       Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate.
336       So that, dear lords, if I be left behind,
337       A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
338       The rites for which I love him are bereft me,
339       And I a heavy interim shall support
340       By his dear absence. Let me go with him.
341 Othello.
342       Let her have your voices.
343       Vouch with me, heaven, I therefore beg it not,
344       To please the palate of my appetite,
345       Nor to comply with heatthe young affects
346       In me defunctand proper satisfaction.
347       But to be free and bounteous to her mind:
348       And heaven defend your good souls, that you think
349       I will your serious and great business scant
350       For she is with me: no, when light-wing'd toys
351       Of feather'd Cupid seal with wanton dullness
352       My speculative and officed instruments,
353       That my disports corrupt and taint my business,
354       Let housewives make a skillet of my helm,
355       And all indign and base adversities
356       Make head against my estimation!
357 Duke of Venice.
358       Be it as you shall privately determine,
359       Either for her stay or going: the affair cries haste,
360       And speed must answer it.
361 First Senator.
362       You must away to-night.
363 Othello.
364       With all my heart.
365 Duke of Venice.
366       At nine i' the morning here we'll meet again.
367       Othello, leave some officer behind,
368       And he shall our commission bring to you;
369       With such things else of quality and respect
370       As doth import you.
371 Othello.
372       So please your grace, my ancient;
373       A man he is of honest and trust:
374       To his conveyance I assign my wife,
375       With what else needful your good grace shall think
376       To be sent after me.
377 Duke of Venice.
378       Let it be so.
379       Good night to every one.
380       [To BRABANTIO]
381       And, noble signior,
382       If virtue no delighted beauty lack,
383       Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.
384 First Senator.
385       Adieu, brave Moor, use Desdemona well.
386 Brabantio.
387       Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see:
388       She has deceived her father, and may thee.
 
389 [Exeunt DUKE OF VENICE, Senators, Officers, &c]
 
390 Othello.
391       My life upon her faith! Honest Iago,
392       My Desdemona must I leave to thee:
393       I prithee, let thy wife attend on her:
394       And bring them after in the best advantage.
395       Come, Desdemona: I have but an hour
396       Of love, of worldly matters and direction,
397       To spend with thee: we must obey the time.
 
398 [Exeunt OTHELLO and DESDEMONA]
 
399 Roderigo.
400       Iago,—
401 Iago.
402       What say'st thou, noble heart?
403 Roderigo.
404       What will I do, thinkest thou?
405 Iago.
406       Why, go to bed, and sleep.
407 Roderigo.
408       I will incontinently drown myself.
409 Iago.
410       If thou dost, I shall never love thee after. Why,
411       thou silly gentleman!
412 Roderigo.
413       It is silliness to live when to live is torment; and
414       then have we a prescription to die when death is our physician.
415 Iago.
 
416       O villainous! I have looked upon the world for four
417       times seven years; and since I could distinguish
418       betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man
419       that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I
420       would drown myself for the love of a guinea-hen, I
421       would change my humanity with a baboon.
422 Roderigo.
423       What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so
424       fond; but it is not in my virtue to amend it.
425 Iago.
426       Virtue! a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus
427       or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which
428       our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant
429       nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up
430       thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or
431       distract it with many, either to have it sterile
432       with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the
433       power and corrigible authority of this lies in our
434       wills. If the balance of our lives had not one
435       scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the
436       blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us
437       to most preposterous conclusions: but we have
438       reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal
439       stings, our unbitted lusts, whereof I take this that
440       you call love to be a sect or scion.
441 Roderigo.
442       It cannot be.
443 Iago.
444       It is merely a lust of the blood and a permission of
445       the will. Come, be a man. Drown thyself! drown
446       cats and blind puppies. I have professed me thy
447       friend and I confess me knit to thy deserving with
448       cables of perdurable toughness; I could never
449       better stead thee than now. Put money in thy
450       purse; follow thou the wars; defeat thy favour with
451       an usurped beard; I say, put money in thy purse. It
452       cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her
453       love to the Moor,— put money in thy purse,—nor he
454       his to her: it was a violent commencement, and thou
455       shalt see an answerable sequestration:—put but
456       money in thy purse. These Moors are changeable in
457       their wills: fill thy purse with money:—the food
458       that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be
459       to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. She must
460       change for youth: when she is sated with his body,
461       she will find the error of her choice: she must
462       have change, she must: therefore put money in thy
463       purse. If thou wilt needs damn thyself, do it a
464       more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money
465       thou canst: if sanctimony and a frail vow betwixt
466       an erring barbarian and a supersubtle Venetian not
467       too hard for my wits and all the tribe of hell, thou
468       shalt enjoy her; therefore make money. A pox of
469       drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way: seek
470       thou rather to be hanged in compassing thy joy than
471       to be drowned and go without her.
472 Roderigo.
473       Wilt thou be fast to my hopes, if I depend on
474       the issue?
475 Iago.
476       Thou art sure of me:—go, make money:—I have told
477       thee often, and I re-tell thee again and again, I
478       hate the Moor: my cause is hearted; thine hath no
479       less reason. Let us be conjunctive in our revenge
480       against him: if thou canst cuckold him, thou dost
481       thyself a pleasure, me a sport. There are many
482       events in the womb of time which will be delivered.
483       Traverse! go, provide thy money. We will have more
484       of this to-morrow. Adieu.
485 Roderigo.
486       Where shall we meet i' the morning?
487 Iago.
488       At my lodging.
489 Roderigo.
490       I'll be with thee betimes.
491 Iago.
492       Go to; farewell. Do you hear, Roderigo?
493 Roderigo.
494       What say you?
495 Iago.
496       No more of drowning, do you hear?
497 Roderigo.
498       I am changed: I'll go sell all my land.
 
499 [Exit]
 
500 Iago.
501       Thus do I ever make my fool my purse:
502       For I mine own gain'd knowledge should profane,
503       If I would time expend with such a snipe.
504       But for my sport and profit. I hate the Moor:
505       And it is thought abroad, that 'twixt my sheets
506       He has done my office: I know not if't be true;
507       But I, for mere suspicion in that kind,
508       Will do as if for surety. He holds me well;
509       The better shall my purpose work on him.
510       Cassio's a proper man: let me see now:
511       To get his place and to plume up my will
512       In double knaveryHow, how? Let's see:—
513       After some time, to abuse Othello's ear
514       That he is too familiar with his wife.
515       He hath a person and a smooth dispose
516       To be suspected, framed to make women false.
517       The Moor is of a free and open nature,
518       That thinks men honest that but seem to be so,
519       And will as tenderly be led by the nose
520       As asses are.
521       I have't. It is engender'd. Hell and night
522       Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light.
 
【 】Act I
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