RODERIGO

N Ever tell me, I take it much unkindly That thou (Iago) who hast had my purse, As if y e strings were thine, shouldst know of this. I do follow here in the Chase, not Like a Hound that Hunt's, but one that fills up the Cry. My Money is almost spent; I have been to night exceedingly well Cudgeled: And I think the issue will be, I shall have so much experience for my pains; And so, with no money at all, and a little more Wit, re turn again to Venice. Thou toldest me, Thou didst hold him in thy hate. Here is her Father's house, I'll call aloud. What hoa: Brabantio, Siginor Brabantio, hoa. Signior is all your Family within? Patience good Sir. Most graven Brabantio, In simple and pure soul, I come to you. Truly I think they are. Wilt thou be fast to my Hope's, if I depend on the issue? I cannot believe that in her, she's full of most blessed condition. I will do this, if you can bring it to any oppor tunity. Adieu. With nought but truth: I have wasted my self out of my means. The Jewels you have had from me to deliver Desdemon, would half have corrupted a Votarist. You have told me she hath received them, and returned me expectations and comforts of sudden respect, and acquaintance, but I find none. I: and said nothing but what I protest intend meant of doing. By heaven, I rather would have been his hangman. I would not follow him then. What a fallen Fortune do's the Thicks-lips owe If he can carry't thus? Most reverend Signior, do you know my voice? My name is Rodorigo. Sir, Sir, Sir. Sir, I will answer any thing. But I beseech you If't be your pleasure, and most wise consent, (As partly I find it is) that your fair Daughter, At this odd Even and dull watch of the night Transported with no worse nor better guard, But with a knave of common hire, a Gundelier, To the gross clasps of a Lascivious More: If this be known to you, and your Allowance, We then have done you bold, and saucy wrongs. But if you know not this, my Manners tell me, We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe That from the sense of all Civility, I thus would play and trifle with your Reverence. Your Daughter (if you have not given her leave) I say again, hath made a gross revolt, Tying her Duty, Beauty, Wit, and Fortune's In and extravagant, and wheeling Stranger, Of here, and every where: straight satisfy your self. If she be in her Chamber, or your house, Let lose on me the Justice of the State For thus deluding you. Yes Sir: I have indeed. I think I can discover him, if you please To get good Guard, and go along with me. Iago. What will I do, thinkest thou? I will incontinently drown my self. It is silliness to live, when to live is torment: and then have we a prescription to die, when death is our Physician. What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so found, but it is not in my virtue to amend it. It cannot be. Where shall we meet in the morning? I'll be with thee betimes. I'll fell all my Land. With him? Why, it's not possible. Yes, that I did: but that was but courtesy. Well. Beat me? I do not find That thou dealest justly with me. Very well go too: I cannot go too, (man) nor 'tis not very well. Nay I think it is scurvy: and begin to find my self fopt in it. It hath not appeared. Well: what is it? Is it within, reason and come pass? Is that true? Why then Othello and Desdemon return again to Venice. How do you mean removing him? And that you would have me to do. I will hear further reason for this. Be near at hand, I may miscarry in't. I have no great devotion to the deed, And yet he hath given me satisfying Reasons: It's but a man gone. Forth my Sword: he die. I know his gate, it's he: Villain thou diest. O, I am slain. Oh Villain that I am. O wretched Villain. Nobody come: then shall I bleed to death. Oh help me there. Oh damned Iago ! Oh inhumane Dog Signior, it is the More. Every day thou dafts me with some devise Iago, and rather, as it seems to me now, keepest from me all conveniency, then suppliest me with the least and vantage of hope: I will indeed no longer endure it. Nor am I yet persuaded to put up in peace, what already I have foolishly suffered. I have herd too much: and your words and Performances are no kin together. I tell you, it's not very well: I will make my self known to Desdemon. If she will return me my Jewels, I will give over my Suit, and repent my unlaw full solicitation. If not, assure your self, I will seek satisfaction of you.