Iago. I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter[4961]
and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.[4962]

Bra. Thou art a villain.

Iago. You are—a senator.[4963]

Bra. This thou shalt answer; I know thee, Roderigo.[4964]

Rod. Sir, I will answer any thing. But, I beseech you,[4965] 120
If't be your pleasure and most wise consent,[4966]
As partly I find it is, that your fair daughter,[4966]
At this odd-even and dull watch o' the night,[4966][4967]
Transported with no worse nor better guard[4966][4968]
But with a knave of common hire, a gondolier,[4966][4969] 125
To the gross clasps of a lascivious Moor,—[4966]
If this be known to you, and your allowance,[4966][4970]
We then have done you bold and saucy wrongs;[4966][4971]
But if you know not this, my manners tell me[4966]
We have your wrong rebuke. Do not believe[4966] 130
That, from the sense of all civility,[4966]
I thus would play and trifle with your reverence:[4966]
Your daughter, if you have not given her leave,[4966]
I say again, hath made a gross revolt,[4966]
Tying her duty, beauty, wit and fortunes,[4966][4972] 135
In an extravagant and wheeling stranger[4966][4972][4973]
Of here and every where. Straight satisfy yourself:[4966][4974]
If she be in her chamber or your house,[4975]
Let loose on me the justice of the state
For thus deluding you.[4976]

Bra. Strike on the tinder, ho! 140
Give me a taper! call up all my people!
This accident is not unlike my dream:
Belief of it oppresses me already.
Light, I say! light! [Exit above.[4977]

Iago. Farewell; for I must leave you:
It seems not meet, nor wholesome to my place,[4978] 145
To be produced—as, if I stay, I shall—[4979]
Against the Moor: for I do know, the state,
However this may gall him with some check,[4980]
Cannot with safety cast him; for he's embark'd[4981]
With such loud reason to the Cyprus wars,[4982] 150
Which even now stand in act, that, for their souls,[4983]
Another of his fathom they have none[4984]
To lead their business: in which regard,[4985]
Though I do hate him as I do hell-pains,[4986]
Yet for necessity of present life, 155
I must show out a flag and sign of love,[4987]
Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,[4987][4988]
Lead to the Sagittary the raised search;[4989]
And there will I be with him. So farewell. [Exit.

Enter, below, Brabantio, in his night-gown, and Servants with torches.

Bra. It is too true an evil: gone she is;[4990] 160
And what's to come of my despised time[4991]
Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,[4992]
Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl!
With the Moor, say'st thou? Who would be a father![4993]
How didst thou know 'twas she? O, she deceives me[4994] 165
Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers.[4995]
Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you?[4996]

Rod. Truly, I think they are.[4997]