Roderigo
Here is her father’s house; I’ll call aloud.
Iago
Do, with like timorous accent and dire yell
As when, by night and negligence, the fire
Is spied in populous cities.
Roderigo
What, ho, Brabantio! Signior Brabantio, ho!
Iago
Awake! what, ho, Brabantio! thieves! thieves! thieves!
Look to your house, your daughter and your bags!
Thieves! thieves!
Brabantio
What is the reason of this terrible summons?
What is the matter there?
Roderigo
Signior, is all your family within?
Iago
Are your doors lock’d?
Brabantio
Why, wherefore ask you this?
Iago
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul;
Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,
Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you:
Arise, I say.