1    Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
2    Yet do I hold it very stuff o' the conscience
3    To do no contrived murder: I lack iniquity
4    Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten times
5    I had thought to have yerk'd him here under the ribs.

6    'Tis better as it is.

7    Nay, but he prated,
8    And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
9    Against your honour
10   That, with the little godliness I have,
11   I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir,
12   Are you fast married? Be assured of this,
13   That the magnifico is much beloved,
14   And hath in his effect a voice potential
15   As double as the duke's: he will divorce you;
16   Or put upon you what restraint and grievance
17   The law, with all his might to enforce it on,
18   Will give him cable.

19   Let him do his spite:
20   My services which I have done the signiory
21   Shall out-tongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know,--
22   Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,
23   I shall promulgate--I fetch my life and being
24   From men of royal siege, and my demerits
25   May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
26   As this that I have reach'd: for know, Iago,
27   But that I love the gentle Desdemona,
28   I would not my unhoused free condition
29   Put into circumscription and confine
30   For the sea's worth. But, look! what lights come yond?

31   Those are the raised father and his friends:
32   You were best go in.

33   Not I I must be found:
34   My parts, my title and my perfect soul
35   Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

36   By Janus, I think no.

37   The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
38   The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
39   What is the news?

40   The duke does greet you, general,
41   And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
42   Even on the instant.

43   What is the matter, think you?

44   Something from Cyprus as I may divine:
45   It is a business of some heat: the galleys
46   Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
47   This very night at one another's heels,
48   And many of the consuls, raised and met,
49   Are at the duke's already: you have been
50   hotly call'd for;
51   When, being not at your lodging to be found,
52   The senate hath sent about three several guests
53   To search you out.

54   'Tis well I am found by you.
55   I will but spend a word here in the house,
56   And go with you.

57   Ancient, what makes he here?

58   'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land carack:
59   If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

60   I do not understand.

61   He's married.

62   To who?

63   Marry, to--Come, captain, will you go?

64   Have with you.

65   Here comes another troop to seek for you.

66   It is Brabantio. General, be advised;
67   He comes to bad intent.

68   Holla! stand there!

69   Signior, it is the Moor.

70   Down with him, thief!

71   You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you.

72   Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.
73   Good signior, you shall more command with years
74   Than with your weapons.

75   O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow'd my daughter?
76   Damn'd as thou art, thou hast enchanted her;
77   For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
78   If she in chains of magic were not bound,
79   Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy,
80   So opposite to marriage that she shunned
81   The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
82   Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
83   Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
84   Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight.
85   Judge me the world, if 'tis not gross in sense
86   That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,
87   Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
88   That weaken motion: I'll have't disputed on;
89   'Tis probable and palpable to thinking.
90   I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
91   For an abuser of the world, a practiser
92   Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
93   Lay hold upon him: if he do resist,
94   Subdue him at his peril.

95   Hold your hands,
96   Both you of my inclining, and the rest:
97   Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
98   Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
99   To answer this your charge?

100  To prison, till fit time
101  Of law and course of direct session
102  Call thee to answer.

103  What if I do obey?
104  How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
105  Whose messengers are here about my side,
106  Upon some present business of the state
107  To bring me to him?

108  'Tis true, most worthy signior;
109  The duke's in council and your noble self,
110  I am sure, is sent for.

111  How! the duke in council!
112  In this time of the night! Bring him away:
113  Mine's not an idle cause: the duke himself,
114  Or any of my brothers of the state,
115  Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;
116  For if such actions may have passage free,
117  Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.