[Exeunt omnes.
ACT V.
Scene I.—A Prison dimly lighted.
Raimond sleeping. Procida enters.
Pro. (gazing upon him earnestly.) Can he
Then sleep? Th’ overshadowing night hath wrapt
Earth at her stated hours; the stars have set
Their burning watch; and all things hold their course
Of wakefulness and rest; yet hath not sleep
Sat on mine eyelids since—but this avails not!