Scene I.—Before the walls of Rome.—The Assault: the Army in motion, with ladders to scale the walls;[238] Bourbon with a white scarf over his armour, foremost.
Chorus of Spirits in the air.
I.
'Tis the morn, but dim and dark.[do]
Whither flies the silent lark?
Whither shrinks the clouded sun?
Is the day indeed begun?
Nature's eye is melancholy
O'er the city high and holy:
But without there is a din