shadows creep and linger
Where my Moumouth lies asleep;
And ye flowers that nod and blossom,
Over him your vigils keep.
Guard well my slumbering Moumouth;
Let no evil harm or pain,
And let him but wake from dreaming,
To sleep and dream again—
Dream on!

[Exit slowly. A fearful cat howling is heard without. Enter Lustucru, bag in hand, full of Moumouth, and a club in the other.]