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OTHO THE GREAT.
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 Sigifred. What is this?
 Albert.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.[Exit. 

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 dayMore than my love, and these wide realms in fee?
 Ludolph. I have too much.
 Auranthe.And I, my liege, by far.
 Ludolph. Auranthe! I have! O, my bride, my love!Not all the gaze upon us can restrainMy eyes, too long poor exiles from thy face,From adoration, and my foolish tongueFrom uttering soft responses to the loveI see in thy mute beauty beaming forth!Fair creature, bless me with a single word!All mine!
 Auranthe. Spare, spare me, my Lord; I swoon else.
 Ludolph. Soft beauty! by to-morrow I should die,[They talk apart.Wert thou not mine.
 1st Lady.How deep she has bewitch'd him!
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