ACT TWO Scene Two

    [A street．Enter a Herald with a promation；Peoplefollowing]


    Herald


    It is Othello’s pleasure，our noble and valiant


    general，that，upon certain tidings now arrived，


    importing the mere perditionof the Turkish fleet，


    every man put himself into triumph；some to dance，


    some to make bonfires，each man to what sport and


    revels his addiction leads him：for，besides these


    beneficial news，it is the celebration of his


    nuptial．So much was his pleasure should be


    proimed．All offices are open，and there is full


    libertyof feastingfrom this present hour of five


    till the bell have told eleven．Heaven bless the


    isle of Cyprus and our noble general Othello！


    [Exeunt]