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After its own sense, though our proper son
Stood in your action.

BRABANTIO
Humbly I thank your grace; [70]
Here is the man, this Moor, whom now it seems
Your special mandate, for the state-affairs,

Hath hither brought.

ALL
We are very sorry for’t.

DUKE
(To Othello)
What in your own part can you say to this?

BRABANTIO
Nothing, but this is so. [75]

OTHELLO

Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approv’d good masters:
That I have ta’en away this old man’s daughter,
It is most true: true, I have married her,
The very head and front of may offending [80]

Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech,
And little blest with the set phrase of peace,
For since these arms of mine had seven years’ pith,

Till now some nine moons wasted, they have us’d
Their dearest action in the tented field, [85]
And little of this great world can I speak,
More than pertains to feats of broil, and battle,
And therefore little shall I grace my cause,

In speaking for myself: yet, (by your gracious patience)
I will a round unvarnish’d tale deliver, [90]
Of my whole course of love, what drugs, what charms,

What conjuration, and what mighty magic,