[FREDERIC]
Hush, hush! not a word; I see a light inside!
The Major-General comes, so quickly hide!
[CHORUS OF PIRATES]
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!
[CHORUS OF POLICE]
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!
[MAJOR-GENERAL]
(entering in dressing-gown, carrying a light)
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!
Tormented with the anguish dread
Of falsehood unatoned,
I lay upon my sleepless bed,
And tossed and turned and groaned!
The man who finds his conscience ache,
No peace at all enjoys;
And as I lay in bed awake,
I thought I heard a noise!
[CHORUS OF PIRATES]
He thought he heard a noise
Ha ha!
[MAJOR-GENERAL]
No, all is still
In dale, on hill;
My mind is set at ease
So still the scene,
It must have been
The sighing of the breeze!