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Steering with due course towards the isle of Rhodes,
Have there injointed them with an after-fleet.
[Gives Letters to MARco, who delivers them to
the DUKE.
Lod. How many, as you guess
Mess. Of thirty sail: and now they do re-stem
Their backward course, bearing with frank appearance
Their purposes towards Cyprus.-Signior Montano,
Your trusty and most valiant servitor,
With his free duty, recommends you thus,
And prays you to believe him.
Duke. "Tis certain then for Cyprus.
Lod. Here comes Brabantio, and the valiant
Moor.

Enter BRABANTIo, OTHELLo, CAssio, IAGo,
RoDERIGo, GIov ANNI, and LucA.

[Ereunt SAILoR and MEsseng ER.

Duke. Valiant Othello, we must straight employ you Against the general enemy Ottoman.- : I did not see you; welcome, gentle signior; We lack'd your council and your help to-night.

Bra. So did I yours: Good your grace, pardon me; Neither my place, nor aught I heard of business, Hath rais'd me from my bed; nor doth the general

care

Take hold on me: for my particular grief
Is of so flood-gate and o'er-bearing nature,
That it engluts and swallows other sorrows,
And it is still itself. -

Duke. Why, what's the matter?

Bra. My daughter | O, my daughter!

Duke. Dead? .

Bra. Ay, to me;
She is abus'd, stol'n from me, and corrupted
By spells and medicines bought of mountebanks:
For nature so preposterously to err, -
Sans witchcraft could not—

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