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There may thy blessed dwelling be,
    For ever to endure
With those who were on earth like thee,
    The guileless and the pure!

Dear spirit! from thy earthy cell,
    From mortal thraldom freed, &c. &c.

CLAUDE (seeing the light disappear).

They are all gone at last: unlock the gate.

(The Sexton applies the key, but in vain.)
Canst thou not open it? what is the matter?

SEXTON.

I've brought a key made for another gate;

Woe worth my stupid head!

CLAUDE.

I'll climb the wall.

SEXTON.

Be not so very hasty, please your honour.

This key unlocks the southern gate: I pray you
To follow me, and you will soon have entrance.
Woe worth my stupid head![Exeunt.