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[They whisper. 1st Lady. How ghast a train ! 2nd Lady. Sure this should be some splendid
burial. 1st Lady. What fearful whispering! See, see,
Gersa. Put on your brightest looks; smile if you
Enter LUDOLPH, followed by SIGIFRED and Page. Ludolph. A splendid company! rare beauties
here! I should have Orphean lips, and Plato's fancy, Amphion's utterance, toned with his lyre,
Or the deep key of Jove's sonorous mouth,
intenser beams Undazzled,—this is darkness, when I close These lids, I see far fiercer brilliances,– Skies full of splendid moons, and shooting stars, And spouting exhalations, diamond fires, And panting fountains quivering with deep glows ! Yes—this is dark-is it not dark ?
Sigifred. 'Tis late ; the lights of festival are ever Quench'd in the morn.
'Tis not to-morrow then? Sigifred. 'Tis early dawn. Gersa,
Indeed full time we slept ; Say you so, Prince ?
Ludolph. I say I quarrell’d with you ; We did not tilt each other,—that's a blessing, Good gods ! no innocent blood upon my head !
Sigifred. Retire, Gersa !
Ludolph. There should be three more here : For two of them, they stay away perhaps, Being gloomy-minded, haters of fair revels, They know their own thoughts best.
As for the third, Deep blue eyes, semi-shaded in white lids, Finish'd with lashes fine for more soft shade, Completed by her twin-arch'd ebon-brows; White temples, of exactest elegance, Of even mould, felicitous and smooth; Cheeks fashion'd tenderly on either side, So perfect, so divine, that our poor eyes Are dazzled with the sweet proportioning, And wonder that 'tis so,—the magic chance ! Her nostrils, small, fragrant, fairy-delicate; Her lips—I swear no human bones e'er wore So taking a disguise ;-you shall behold her! We'll have her presently; ay, you shall see her, And wonder at her, friends, she is so fair ;
She is the world's chief jewel, and, by heaven,
[A soft strain of Music. Ludolph. Ye have none better? No, I am
away Behind a barrier of engender'd guilt !
2nd Lady. Ah! what a moan ! 1st Knight.
Most piteous indeed!
Ludolph. She shall be brought before this company, And then-then
1st Lady. He muses. Gersa.
0, Fortune, where will this end ? Sigifred. I guess bis purpose !
Indeed he must not have That pestilence brought in, that cannot be, There we must stop him. Gersa.
I am lost!
Hush, hush! He is about to rave again.
Ludolph. A barrier of guilt! I was the fool,
Rather suffer me
No, excuse me,-no! The day is not quite done. Go, bring them hither.