Scene II.—The Aisle of a Gothic Church.
Hernandez, Garcias, and Others.
Her. The rites are closed. Now, valiant men! depart,
Each to his place—I may not say, of rest—
Your faithful vigils for your sons may win
What must not be your own. Ye are as those
Who sow, in peril and in care, the seed
Of the fair tree, beneath whose stately shade
They may not sit. But bless’d be those who toil
For after-days! All high and holy thoughts