character x- Yet, by your gracious patience,
I will a round unvarnished tale deliver
Of my whole course of love. What drugs, what charms,
What conjuration and what mighty magic—
For such proceeding I am charged withal—
I won his daughter.
character y- A maiden never bold,
Of spirit so still and quiet that her motion
Blushed at herself. And she, in spite of nature,
Of years, of country, credit, everything,
To fall in love with what she feared to look on?
Character X: Call up her father.
Rouse him. Make after him, Poison his delight,
Proclaim him in the streets. Incense her kinsmen,
And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,
Plague him with flies. Though that his joy be joy
Yet throw such changes of vexation on't,
As it may lose some color.
Character Y: Here is her father's house, I'll call aloud.
X: Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell
As when, by night and negligence, the fire
Is spied in populous cities.
Y: What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!
Character X: Ah, my children, where are you? Come here, come into my arms—you are my sisters now— feel these hands which turned your father's eyes, once so bright, into what you see now, these empty sockets. He was a man, who, seeing nothing, knowing nothing, fathered you with the woman who had given birth to him. 8th EditionByron Almen, Dorothy Payne, Stefan Kostka 9th EditionEric Hinderaker, James A. Henretta, Rebecca Edwards, Robert O. Self 2nd EditionLawrence Scanlon, Renee H. Shea, Robin Dissin Aufses 8th EditionEric Hinderaker, James A. Henretta, Rebecca Edwards, Robert O. Self