[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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