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OTHO THE GREAT.
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Conrad's sword, his corslet, and his helm,
And his letter. Caitiff, he shall feel—
And his letter. Caitiff, he shall feel—
Erminia. I see you are thunderstruck. Haste, haste away!
Albert. O I am tortured by this villany.
Erminia. You needs must be. Carry it swift to Otho;
Tell him, moreover, I am prisoner
Here in this camp, where all the sisterhood,
Forced from their quiet cells, are parcell'd out
For slaves among these Huns. Away! Away!
Tell him, moreover, I am prisoner
Here in this camp, where all the sisterhood,
Forced from their quiet cells, are parcell'd out
For slaves among these Huns. Away! Away!
Albert. I am gone.
Erminia. Swift be your steed! Within this hour
The Emperor will see it.
The Emperor will see it.
Albert.Ere I sleep:
[Hurries out.That I can swear.
[Hurries out.That I can swear.
Gersa (without). Brave captains! thanks. Enough
Of loyal homage now!
Of loyal homage now!
Enter Gersa.
Erminia.Hail, royal Hun!
Gersa. What means this, fair one? Why in such alarm?
Who was it hurried by me so distract?
It seem'd you were in deep discourse together;
Your doctrine has not been so harsh to him
As to my poor deserts. Come, come, be plain.
I am no jealous fool to kill you both,
Or, for such trifles, rob th' adorned world
Of such a beauteous vestal.
Who was it hurried by me so distract?
It seem'd you were in deep discourse together;
Your doctrine has not been so harsh to him
As to my poor deserts. Come, come, be plain.
I am no jealous fool to kill you both,
Or, for such trifles, rob th' adorned world
Of such a beauteous vestal.
Erminia.I grieve, my Lord,
To hear you condescend to ribald-phrase.
To hear you condescend to ribald-phrase.
