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DUKE

If you please,
Be’t at her father’s.

BRABANTIO
I’ll not have it so. [240]

OTHELLO
Nor I.

DESDEMONA
Nor I, I would not there reside,

To put my father in impatient thoughts,
By being in his eye: most gracious duke,
To my unfolding lend a gracious ear,
And let me find a charter in your voice, [245]

And if my simpleness...

DUKE

What would you... speak.

DESDEMONA
That I did love the Moor, to live with him,
My downright violence, and scorn of fortunes,
May trumpet to the world: my heart’s subdued [250]

Even to the utmost pleasure of my lord:
I saw Othello’s visage in his mind,
And to his honours, and his valiant parts
Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate:

So that, dear lords, if I be left behind, [255]
A moth of peace, and he go to the war,
The rites for which I love him are bereft me,
And I a heavy interim shall support,

By his dear absence; let me go with him.

OTHELLO
Your voices, Lords: beseech you, let her will [260]