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No Fear Shakespeare – Othello (by SparkNotes, transcription by Alex Woelffer) -12-<br />

Original Text Modern Text<br />

She is abused, stol'n from me, and corrupted<br />

By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks.<br />

Act 1, Scene 3, Page 4<br />

65 For nature so prepost'rously to err,<br />

Being <strong>no</strong>t deficient, blind, or lame of sense,<br />

Sans witchcraft could <strong>no</strong>t.<br />

70<br />

75<br />

80<br />

85<br />

DUKE<br />

Whoe'er he be that in this foul proceeding<br />

Hath thus beguiled your daughter of herself<br />

And you of her, the bloody book of law<br />

You shall yourself read in the bitter letter,<br />

After your own sense, yea, though our proper son<br />

Stood in your action.<br />

BRABANTIO<br />

Humbly I thank your grace.<br />

Here is the man, this Moor, whom <strong>no</strong>w it seems,<br />

Your special mandate for the state affairs<br />

Hath hither brought.<br />

ALL<br />

We are very sorry for’t.<br />

DUKE<br />

(to OTHELLO)What, in your own part, can you say to<br />

this?<br />

BRABANTIO<br />

Nothing, but this is so.<br />

OTHELLO<br />

Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,<br />

My very <strong>no</strong>ble and approved good masters,<br />

That I have ta'en away this old man’s daughter,<br />

It is most true. True, I have married her.<br />

The very head and front of my offending<br />

Hath this extent, <strong>no</strong> more. Rude am I in my speech,<br />

And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace,<br />

For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith<br />

Till <strong>no</strong>w some nine moons wasted, they have used<br />

Their dearest action in the tented field,<br />

And little of this great world can I speak,<br />

Act 1, Scene 3, Page 5<br />

90<br />

95<br />

More than pertains to feats of broils and battle,<br />

And therefore little shall I grace my cause<br />

In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious<br />

patience,<br />

I will a round unvarnished tale deliver<br />

Of my whole course of love. What drugs, what<br />

charms,<br />

What conjuration and what mighty magic—<br />

For such proceeding I am charged withal—<br />

I won his daughter.<br />

from me, enchanted by black magic spells. She<br />

must’ve<br />

been tricked or drugged, because there’s <strong>no</strong> way<br />

she could have made this mistake on her own.<br />

DUKE<br />

Whoever tricked your daughter and stole her from<br />

you will pay for it. And you yourself will determine<br />

the sentence as you see fit, and impose the death<br />

penalty if you choose to, even if the criminal were<br />

my own son.<br />

BRABANTIO<br />

I humbly thank you, sir. Here is the man, the<br />

Moor. It seems you had your own reasons for<br />

summoning him here.<br />

ALL<br />

We’re sorry to hear this.<br />

DUKE<br />

(to OTHELLO) What do you have to say for<br />

yourself?<br />

BRABANTIO<br />

Nothing, but this is true.<br />

BRABANTIO BRABANTIO<br />

OTHELLO<br />

Noble, ho<strong>no</strong>rable gentlemen whom I serve: it’s<br />

true that I’ve taken this man’s daughter from him<br />

and married her. But that’s my only offense.<br />

There’s <strong>no</strong>thing more. I’m awkward in my speech<br />

and I’m <strong>no</strong>t a smooth talker. From the time I was<br />

seven years old until nine months ago I’ve been<br />

fighting in battles. I don’t k<strong>no</strong>w much about the<br />

world apart from fighting. So I won’t do myself<br />

much good by speaking in my own defense. But if<br />

you’ll let me, I’ll tell you the plain<br />

story of how we fell in love, and what drugs,<br />

charms, spells, and powerful magic—because<br />

that’s what I’m being accused of—I used to win<br />

his daughter.

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