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(For such proceedings am I charged withal)
I won his daughter.
BRABANTIO
A maiden never bold of spirit,
So still and quiet, that her motion [95]
Blush’d at her self: and she, in spite of nature,
Of years, of country, credit, everything,
To fall in love with what she fear’d to look on?
It is a judgment maim’d, and most imperfect,
That will confess perfection so would err [100]
Against all rules of nature, and must be driven
To find out practices of cunning hell,
Why this should be; I therefore vouch again,
That with some mixtures powerful o’er the blood,
Or with some dram conjur’d to this effect, [105]
He wrought upon her.
DUKE
To vouch this is no proof,
Without more certain and more overt test;
These are thin habits, and poor likelihoods
Of modern seemings, you prefer against him.
FIRST SENATOR
But, Othello, speak, [110]
Did you by indirect and forced courses
Subdue and poison this young maid’s affections?
Or came it by request, and such fair question,
As soul to soul affordeth?
OTHELLO
I do beseech you,
Send for the lady to the Sagittar, [115]
And let her speak of me before her father;
If you do find me foul in her report,
The trust, the office, I do hold of you,
Not only take away, but let your sentence