Gersa. What means this, fair one? alarm? Who was it hurried by me so distract? Why in such It seem'd you were in deep discourse together; As to my poor deserts. Come, come, be plain. Or, for such trifles, rob th' adorned world Erminia. I grieve, my Lord, To hear you condescend to ribald-phrase. Gersa. This is too much! Hearken, my lady pure! Erminia. Silence! and hear the magic of a name— Erminia! I am she,-the Emperor's niece! Praised be the Heavens, I now dare own myself! Gersa. Erminia ! Indeed! I 've heard of her. Pr'ythee, fair lady, what chance brought you here? Erminia. Ask your own soldiers. Gersa. And you dare own your name. For loveliness you may-and for the rest My vein is not censorious. The swan, soft leaning on her fledgy breast, When to the stream she launches, looks not back With such a tender grace; nor are her wings Erminia. Trust me one day more, Generously, without more certain guarantee, Than this poor face you deign to praise so much; I think, nay I am sure you will grieve much Tired out, and weary-worn with contumelies. Erminia. Enter ETHELBERT. Gentle Prince, 'tis false indeed. Good morrow, holy father! I have had Your prayers, though I look'd for you in vain. Ethelbert. Blessings upon you, daughter! Sure you look Too cheerful for these foul pernicious days. The Eagle Otho to beat off assault. Fie! Fie! But I will be her guard myself; Herself, and all her sisterhood. She false ! Gersa. Peace! peace, old man! I cannot think she is. Ethelbert. Whom I have known from her first infancy, Baptised her in the bosom of the Church, Watch'd her, as anxious husbandmen the grain, You cannot credit such a monstrous tale. Gersa. I cannot. Take her. Fair Erminia, I follow you to Friedburg,-is 't not so? Erminia. Ay, so we purpose. Ethelbert. Daughter, do you so? How's this? I marvel! Yet you look not mad. Erminia. I have good news to tell you, Ethel bert. Gersa. Ho! ho, there! Guards! Your blessing, father! Sweet Erminia, Believe me, I am well nigh sure— Erminia. Short time will show. Farewell! [Enter Chiefs. Yes, father Ethelbert, I have news precious as we pass along. Ethelbert. Dear daughter, you shall guide me. Erminia. To no ill. Gersa. Command an escort to the Friedburg lines. [Exeunt Chiefs. Pray let me lead. Fair lady, forget not [Exeunt. ACT III. SCENE I.-The Country. Enter ALBERT. 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 This the end Of an aspiring life! My boyhood past In feud with wolves and bears, when no eye saw Of honour 'mid the growling wilderness. Of shields upon the pavement, when bright mail'd The menial of Mars, and held a spear My love of fame, my prided honesty Put to the torture for confessional? Then the damn'd crime of blurting to the world But then to wrong the generous Emperor I must confess, and cut my throat,-to-day? Enter SIGIFRED. Sigifred. A fine humour Albert. Who goes there? Count Sigifred? Ha! ha! |