Albert. O! monstrous!
Sigifred. What is this?
Albert. Nothing, Sigifred. Farewell!
Sigifred. To this clear-headed Albert? He brain-turned!
Scene II.An Apartment in the Castle.
Enter, as from the Marriage, Otho, Ludolph, Auranthe,
Otho. Now, Ludolph! Now, Auranthe! Daughter fair!
Ludolph. I have too much.
Auranthe. And I, my liege, by far.
Ludolph. Auranthe! I have! O, my bride, my love!
Auranthe. Spare, spare me, my lord; I swoon else.
Ludolph. Soft beauty! by to-morrow I should die,
[They talk apart
1st Lady. How deep she has bewitched him!
1st Knight. Ask you for her recipe for love philtres.
2nd Lady. They hold the Emperor in admiration.
Otho. If ever king was happy that am I!
Auranthe. Nay, my lord, I do not know
Ludolph. Let me not famish.
Otho (to Conrad). Good Franconia,
Conrad. Upon the neighbour plain
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