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As gouts fall in Saint Mungo's dripping aisle,
Near which the grave is dug that shall receive her.

FIRST CROWD.

That is her grey-hair'd father, so bow'd down;

And those her brothers walking by his side.

SECOND CROWD.

Then all the kindred walking, two and two.

THIRD CROWD.

But who is he that follows after all,

In mourner's cloak so muffled to the eyes?
He walks alone, not mated like the rest;
And yet, methinks, his gait and motion say
The greatest weight of grief falls to his share.

CLAUDE.

God knows who hath the greatest share! Not he. (Pushing eagerly through the crowd.)

ALICE.

Where goest thou, Claude? (Endeavouring to hold him.)

CLAUDE.

Prevent me not. Shall mourning weeds alone

Have privilege, and sorrow be debarr'd.

[Exit hastily after the funeral, and the crowd disperses different ways, Alice, Marian, and their Servants alone occupying the front of the Stage.