« PředchozíPokračovat »
Here comes the lady, let her witness it.
Enter Desdemona, lago, and Attendants.
I pray you, hear her speak;
My noble father,
I am bound for life, and education;
Bra. God be with you!I have done :-
1) Grise from degrees.
Into your favour.
Bra. So let the Turk of Cyprus us beguile; We lose it not, so long as we can smile. He bears the sentence well, that nothing bears But the free comfort which from thence he hears: But he bears both the sentence and the sorrow, That, to pay grief, must of poor patience borrow. These sentences, to sugar, or to gall, Being strong on both sides, are equivocal : But words are words; I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear.' I humbly beseech you, proceed to the affairs of state.
Duke. The Turk with a most mighty preparation makes for Cyprus : -Othello, the fortitude of the place is best known to you: And though we have there a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion, a sovereign mistress of effects, throws a more safer voice on you : you must therefore be content to slubber? the gloss of your new fortunes with this more stubborn and boisterous expedition.
Oth. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Hath made the finty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down: I do agnizes A natural and prompt alacrity, I find in hardness; and do undertake These present wars against the Ottomites. Most humbly therefore bending to your state,
(1) i. e. That the wounds of sorrow were ever cured by the words of consolation.
(2) Obscure. (3) Acknowledge.
I crave fit disposition for my wife ;
If you please,
I'll not have it so.
Nor I; I would not there reside,
Duke. What would you, Desdemona ?
Des. That I did love the Moor to live with him,
my distinct and proper satisfaction ;
And heaven defend your good souls, that you think * I will your serious and great business scant,
(1) Allowance. (2) Affections.
Forl she is with me : No, when light-wing'd toys
Duke. Be it as you shall privately determine, Either for her stay, or going: the affair cries—baste, And speed must answerit; you must hence to-night.
Des. To-night, my lord?
With all my heart. Duke. At nine i'the morning here we'll meet
Please your grace, my ancient;
Let it be so.
[To Brabantio If virtue no delighted beauty lack, Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.
1 Sen. Adieu, brave Moor! use Desdemona well.
Bra. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to see; She has deceiv'd her father, and may thee.
(Exeunt Duke, Senators, Officers, &c.
(1) Because. (2) Blind.
Come, Desdemona ; I have but an hour
[Exeunt Othello and Desdemona. Rod. lago. Iago. What say'st thou, noble heart? Rod. What will I do, thinkest thou? Iago. Why, go to bed and sleep. Rod. I will incontinently drown myself. lago. Well, if thou dost, I shall never love thee after it. Why, thou silly gentleman !
Rod. It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment: and then have we a prescription to die, when death is our physician.
lago. O villanous ! I have looked upon the world for four times seven years; and since I could distinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never found a man that knew how to love himself. Ere I would say, I would drown myself for the love of a Guinea-hen, I would change my humanity with a baboon.
Rod. What should I do? I confess, it is my shame to be so fond ;2 but it is not in virtue to amend it.
lago. Virtue? a fig! 'tis in ourselves, that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens; to the which, our wills are gardeners : so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills. If the balance of our lives had not one scale of reason to poise another of sensuality, the blood and baseness of our natures would conduct us to most preposterous conclusions: But we have reason to cool our raging motions, our carnal stings, our