Ro. Moft grave Brabantio, In fimple and pure foul, I come to you. Iago Zounds! Sir, you are one of thofe that will not ferve God, if the Devil bid you. Because we come to do you fervice, you think we are ruffians; you'll have your daughter cover'd with a Barbary horse, you'll have your nephews neigh to you; you'll have courfers. for coufins, and gennets for germans. Bra. What prophane wretch art thou ? Iago. I am one, Sir, that comes to tell you, your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs. Bra. Thou art a villain. Iago. You are a fenator. Bra. This thou fhalt answer. I know thee, Rodorigo. I thus would play, and trifle with your reverence. Of here and every where; ftraight fatisfy yourself. Let loose on me the juftice of the State For thus deluding you: Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho! Give me a taper ;· -call up all my people; This accident is not unlike my dream,. elief of it oppreffes me already. Light, I fay, light! Tago. Farewel; for I must leave you. It seems not meet, nor wholfome to my place, Against the Moor. For I do know, the State, I muft fhew out a flag and fign of love: [him, (Which is, indeed, but fign.) That you may furely find Lead to the Sagittary the rais'd fearch; And there will I be with him. So, farewel. Enter Brabantio, and fervants with torches. [Exit.' Bra. It is too true an evil. Gone she is; And what's to come of my despised time, Is nought but bitterness. Now, Rodorigo, Where didft thou fee her? oh unhappy girl! With the Moor, faidst thou? who would be a father? How didft thou know 'twas she? oh, fhe deceives me Paft thought-What faid the to you? get more tapersRaife all my kindred-are they married, think you? Rod. Truly, I think, they are. Bra. Oh heaven! how gat fhe out? Fathers, from hence truft not your daughters' minds Rod. Yes, Sir, I have, indeed. Era. Call up my brother: oh, 'would you had had her; Some one way, fome another Do you know Where we may apprehend her and the Moor? Rod 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 houfe I'll call, I may command at moft; get weapons, hoa! And raise some special officers of might : On, good Rodorig, I'll deferve your pains. [Exeunt. SCENE, changes to another STREET, before the Sagittary. Enter Othello, Iago, and Attendants with Torches. 'HO' in the trade of war I have flain men, TH lago. Yet do I hold it very ftuff o'th' confcience To do no contriv'd murder: I lack iniquity Nine or ten times I thought to've jerk'd him here under the ribs. Iago. Nay, but he prated, And fpoke fuch fcurvy and provoking terms That, with the little godlinefs I have, I did full hard forbear him. But I pray, Sir, And hath in his effect a voice potential (6) Oth. Let him do his fpight: My fervices, which I have done the fignory, (6) And bath in his effect a voice potential, As double as the Duke's.] Rymer feems to have had his eye on this paffage amongst others, when he talks fo much of the impropriety and barbarity in the ftyle of this play. But it is, in truth, a very elegant Grecifm. As double, fignifies, as large, as extenfive. So the Greeks us'd dinλç, for, latus, grandis, as well as, duplex : and, in the fame manner and conftructions, the Latines fometimes us'd their duplex. Mr. Warburton. (Which, (Which, when I know that boasting is an honour, I would not my unhoufed free condition For the fea's worth. But look! what lights come yonder? Enter Caffio, with torches. lago. Thofe are the raised father, and his friends: You were beft go in. Oth. Not : I must be found. My parts, my title and my perfect foul Shall manifeft me rightly. Is it they? lago. By Janu:, I think, no. Oth. The Servants of the Duke, and From men of royal fiege; and my demerits May speak unbonnetted to as proud a fortune my lieutenant : As this that I have reach'd.] Thus all the copies read this paffage. But, to speak unbonnetted, is to speak with the cap off, which is directly oppofite to the Poet's meaning. So, in King Lear ; This night, in which the cub-drawn bear would couch, The lion, and the belly-pinched wolf, Keep their furr dry, unbonnetted he runs, And bids what will take all. Othello means to say, that his birth and services set him upon fuch a rank, that he may fpeak to a fenator of Venice with his hat on; i. e. without fhewing any marks of deference, or inequality. I, therefore, am inclin'd to think, Shakespeare wrote; May Speak, and bonnetted, &c. Or, if any like better the change of the negative un, in the corrupted reading, into the epitatic im, we may thus reform it : May Speak imbonnetted, &c. I propos'd the correction of this paffage in my SHAKESPEARE Reftor'd; upon which, Mr. Pope, in his last edition, has found out another expedient, and would read, May Speak unbonnetting, &c. i. e. as he says, without pulling off the bonnett. But the fenfe thus is equivocal and obfcure: and unbonnetting more naturally fignifies, pulling off the bonnett, than the contrary. The The goodness of the night upon you, friends! C. The Duke doth greet you, general; And he requires your hafte, post-haste, appearance, Oth. What is the matter, think you? Caf. Something from Cyprus, as I may divine; It is a bufinefs of fome heat. The Gallies This very night, at one another's heels: And many of the couns'lors, rais'd and met, (8) The Senate fent above three feveral quefts, To fearch you out. Ob. Tis well I am found by you: I will but spend a word here in the house, And go with you. Caf. Ancient, what makes he here? [Exit Othello. lago.'Faith, he to-night hath boarded a land-carrack; If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever. Caf. I do not understand. lago. He's married. Caf. To whom? lago. Marry, to-Come, Captain, will you go? Enter Othello. Oth. Have with you. Caf. Here comes another troop to seek for you. Enter Brabantio, Rodorigo, with Officers and torches. He comes to bad intent. Oth. Holla! ftand there. (8) And many of the Confuls, rais'd and met, Are at the Duke's already.] Thus all the editions concur in reading; but there is no fuch character as a Conful appears in any part of the play. I change it to Counsellors; i. e. the grandees that conftitute the great council at Venice. The reafon I have already given, above, in the close of the 5th note, Rod.. |