It is your father’s bier!
Aym. (returning.) He bless’d me, Rainier?
You heard him bless me? Yes! you closed his eyes:
He look’d for me in vain!
[He goes to the bier, and bends over it, covering his face.
ACT II.
Scene I.—A room in the Citadel.
Rainier, Aymer, Knights, assembled in council.
A Knight. What! with our weary and distracted bands
To dare another field! Nay, give them rest.