Rouse him make after him, poison his delight, Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy, Rod. Here is her father's house; I'll call aloud. Iago. Do; with like timorous accent, and dire yell, As when, by night and negligence, the fire Rod. What ho! Brabantio! signior Brabantio, ho! Iago. Awake! what, ho! Brabantio! thieves! thieves thieves! Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags! Thieves! thieves ! BRABANTIO, above, at a Window. Bra. What is the reason of this terrible summons? What is the matter there? Rod. Signior, is all your family within? Iago. Are your doors lock'd? Bra. Why? wherefore ask you this? Jago. 'Zounds, sir, you are robb'd; for shame, put on your gown; 2 Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul; Even now, very now, an old black ram 2 i. e. Is broken. Bra. What, have you lost your wits? Rod. Most reverend signior, do you know my voice? Bra. Not I; What are you? Rod. My name is-Roderigo. Bra. The worse welcome: I have charg'd thee, not to haunt about my doors: My daughter is not for thee; and now, in madness, To start my quiet. Rod. Sir, sir, sir, sir, Bra. But thou must needs be sure, My spirit, and my place, have in them power To make this bitter to thee. In simple and pure soul I come to you. lago. 'Zounds, sir, you are one of those, that will not serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to do you service, you think we are ruffians : You'll have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse; you'll have your nephews neigh to you: you'll have coursers for cousins, and gennets for germans.5 Bra. What profane wretch art thou? Iago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you, your ? Intoxicating. 4 A lone farm house. 5 Relations. daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. Bra. Thou art a villain. lago. You are a senator. Bra. This thou shalt answer: I know thee, Ro derigo. Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I beseech you, If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, I thus would play and trifle with your reverence : Tying her duty, beauty, wit, and fortunes, In an extravagant and wheeling stranger, Let loose on me the justice of the state Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho! Give me a taper ;-call up all my people : This accident is not unlike my dream, 8 6 Midnight. 7 A waterman. Approbation. 9 Wandering. Iago. 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 rais'd search; And there will I be with him. So, farewell. [Exit. Enter below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with Torches. father? How didst thou know 'twas she? O, thou deceiv'st me Past thought!-What said she to you?-Get more 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. SCENE II. The same. Another Street. Enter OrHELLO, 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. |