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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
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