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Act 2, Scene 2

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     [5]
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 till the     [10]
bell have told eleven. Heaven bless the isle of
Cyprus and our noble general Othello!

[Exeunt.]


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