[Exeunt.
Scene VII.—Garden of a Convent.
Raimond is led in wounded, leaning on Attendants.
Raim. Bear me to no dull couch, but let me die
In the bright face of nature! Lift my helm,
That I may look on heaven.
1st Att. (to 2d Attendant.) Lay him to rest
On this green sunny bank, and I will call
Some holy sister to his aid; but thou
Return unto the field, for high-born men