Calm our mind and chase our fear
While with wild discordant clamour
On our College gate they hammer!

[_Confused Noise without._]

_Hemich. a._ [4] Horrid things! I really wonder
how they ever dared to come,
When they know to base Non-Placets
that we're always Not At Home.

_Hemich. B._ [4] 'Tis a national dishonour:
'tis the century's disgrace.

_Hemich. a._ If the College rules allowed it,
_I_ should like to scratch their face.

_Hemich. B._ Never mind! a time is coming
when despite of all their Dons
We will sack the hall of Jesus,
and enjoy the wealth of John's!

_Hemich. a._ Vengeance! let us face the foe-man,
boldly bear the battle's brunt,
With our Placets to assist us
and our chaperons in front!

[_Alarums; Excursions--special trains for voters._]

(_A violation of the rule_ "Ne pueros coram populo Medea trucidet" _is