King [embracing daughter tenderly]—Weep not, daughter. I shall banish thy lover till thou shalt be more careful how thou dost elope. Have done with thy weeping. Thou shalt have no tears left for thy other lovers if they dare to come.
Princess [in tears]—Ah, cruel father! dost thou have no pity for me?
King—Why did'st thou not tell me before, oh, daughter! I knew not how true was thy love. Would I could call the brave Sir Constantine back. But that is against the law.
Scene VI.—The Knight's Death.
Knight [calls]—Oh, Omar!
[Enter Page.]
Faithful bearer of my letters, take this to my Lady and tell her that I have died of grief.
[Sighs, falls and expires.]
Scene VII.—Court of King Eric.
[Lady Elaine, with Maids.]