Blanche: Come mighty Must! Inevitable Shall! In thee I trust. Time weaves my coronal! Go, mocking Is! Go, disappointing Was! That I am this Ye are the cursed cause! Ye are the cursed cause! Yet humble second shall be first, I wean And dead and buried be the curst Has Been! Oh, weak Might Be! Oh, May, Might, Could, Would, Should! How pow'rless ye For evil or for good! In ev'ry sense Your moods I cheerless call. Whate'er your tense Ye are imperfect all. Ye have deceiv'd the trust I've shown In ye! Ye have deceiv'd the trust I've shown In ye! I've shown in ye! Away! The Mighty Must alone Shall be! [Exit Lady Blanche [Enter Hilarion, Cyril, and Florian, climbing over wall, and creep- ing cautiously among the trees and rocks at the back of the stage.] TRIO (Cyril, Hilarion and Florian) "Gently, gently" All: Gently, gently, Evidently We are safe so far, After scaling Fence and paling, Here, at last, we are! Florian: In this college, Useful knowledge Ev'rywhere one finds, And already, Growing steady, We've enlarged our minds Cyril: We learnt that prickly cactus Has power to attract us When we fall. All: When we fall! Hilarion: That nothing man unsettles Like a bed of stinging nettles, Short or tall. All: Short or tall! Florian: That bull-dogs feed on throttles— That we don't like broken bottles On a wall. All: On a wall! Hilarion: That spring-guns breathe defiance! And that burglary's a science After all! All: After all!