Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you[5105]
Against the general enemy Ottoman.
[To Brabantio] I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior;[5106] 50
We lack'd your counsel and your help to-night.[5107]
Bra. So did I yours. Good your grace, pardon me;
Neither my place nor aught I heard of business[5108]
Hath raised me from my bed, nor doth the general care[5109]
Take hold on me; for my particular grief[5110] 55
Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows,[5111]
And it is still itself.[5112]
Duke. Why, what's the matter?
Bra. My daughter! O, my daughter!
All. Dead?
Bra. Ay, to me;[5113]
She is abused, stol'n from me and corrupted 60
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks;
For nature so preposterously to err,[5114]
Being not deficient, blind, or lame of sense,[5115]
Sans witchcraft could not.[5116]
Duke. Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding 65
Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself
And you of her, the bloody book of law
You shall yourself read in the bitter letter
After your own sense, yea, though our proper son[5117]
Stood in your action.
Bra. 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.[5118]
Duke. [To Othello] What in your own part can you say to this?[5119]