Within.[Exeunt.
Enter the Countess Josephine Siegendorf and Ida Stralenheim.
Jos. Well, Heaven be praised! the show is over.
Ida. How can you say so? Never have I dreamt
Of aught so beautiful. The flowers, the boughs,
The banners, and the nobles, and the knights,
The gems, the robes, the plumes, the happy faces,
The coursers, and the incense, and the sun
Streaming through the stained windows, even the tombs,20
Which looked so calm, and the celestial hymns,