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The Eagle Otho to beat off assault.
I here demand
Gersa. I cannot. Take her. Fair Erminia,
Erminia. Ay, so we purpose.
Daughter, do you so ? How's this? I marvel! Yet you look not mad. Erminia. I have good news to tell you, Ethel
Yes, father Ethelbert,
Ethelbert. Dear daughter, you shall guide me.
To no ill. Gersa. Command an escort to the Friedburg lines.
[Exeunt Chiefs. Pray let me lead. Fair lady, forget not Gersa, how he believed
innocent. I follow you to Friedburg with all speed.
SCENE I.-The Country.
Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when Cain Had no perplexity to hide his head ! Or that the sword of some brave enemy Had put a sudden stop to my hot breath, And hurl’d me down the illimitable gulph Of times past, unremember'd! Better so Than thus fast-limed in a cursed snare, The white limbs of a wanton. This the end
Of an aspiring life! My boyhood past
upon the pavement, when bright mail'd
Enter SIGIFRED. Sigifred. A fine humourAlbert. Who goes there? Count Sigifred ? Ha! ha! Sigifred. What, man, do you mistake the hollow sky For a throng'd tavern,—and these stubbed trees For old serge hangings,—me, your humble friend, For a poor waiter? Why, man, how you stare ! What gipsies have you been carousing with ? No, no more wine ; methinks you ’ve had enough.
Albert. You well may laugh and banter. What a fool An injury may make of a staid man ! You shall know all anon. Sigifred.
Some tavern brawl? Albert. 'Twas with some people out of common reach; Revenge is difficult. Sigifred.
I am your friend; We meet again to-day, and can confer Upon it. For the present I'm in haste.
Sigifred. To fetch King Gersa to the feast. The Emperor on this marriage is so hot, Pray Heaven it end not in apoplexy! The very porters, as I pass'd the doors, Heard his loud laugh, and answer'd in full choir. I marvel, Albert, you delay so long From these bright revelries; go, show yourself, You may be made a duke. Albert.
Ay, very like: Pray, what day has his Highness fix'd upon ?
Sigifred. For what?
The marriage. What else can
Albert. Married to-day! To-day! You did not say so?
O! monstrous !
Nothing, Sigifred. Farewell! We 'll meet upon our subject. Farewell, count!
[Exit. Sigifred. To this clear-headed Albert ? He brain
turn'd! 'Tis as portentous as a meteor.
SCENE II.-An Apartment in the Castle.
[Enter as from the Marriage, Otho, LUDOLPH, AURANTHE,
CONRAD, Nobles, Knights, Ladies, &c., &c., &c. Music.
Otho. Now, Ludolph! Now, Auranthe! Daughter
fair! What can I find to grace your nuptial day More than my love, and these wide realms in fee?