Page 1424 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Enter Brabantio, Roderigo, and others with lights and weapons.

IAGO
It is Brabantio, general, be advis’d, [55]
He comes to bad intent.

OTHELLO
Holla, stand there!

RODERIGO
Signior, it is the Moor.

BRABANTIO
Down with him, thief!

They draw on both sides.

IAGO
You, Roderigo, come sir, I am for you.

OTHELLO
Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust ’em;
Good signior, you shall more command with years [60]
Than with your weapons.

BRABANTIO

O thou foul thief, where has thou stow’d my daughter?
Damn’d as thou art, thou hast enchanted her,
For I’ll refer me to all things of sense,
(If she in chains of magic were not bound) [65]
Whether a maid, so tender, fair, and happy,

So opposite to marriage, that she shunn’d
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
Would ever have (to incur a general mock)

Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom [70]
Of such a thing as thou? to fear, not to delight.
Judge me the world, if ’tis not gross in sense,
That thou has practis’d on her with foul charms,