The Tragedy of Othello, Moor of Venice

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Act II, Scene 2

A street.

       
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[Enter a Herald with a proclamation; People following]

  • Herald. It is Othello's pleasure, our noble and valiant
    general, that, upon certain tidings now arrived,
    importing the mere perdition of the Turkish fleet,
    every man put himself into triumph; some to dance,
    some to make bonfires, each man to what sport and 1120
    revels his addiction leads him: for, besides these
    beneficial news, it is the celebration of his
    nuptial. So much was his pleasure should be
    proclaimed. All offices are open, and there is full
    liberty of feasting from this present hour of five 1125
    till the bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the
    isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello!

[Exeunt]

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