Hark! hark!
(Burden.) Bow-wow!!! (Dispersedly.)
'Tis Toby's bark!
(Burden.) Bow-wow!!! (Dispersedly.)
Hark! Listen! Hear!
Clear out, each cork-smudged Chanticleer!
Get out, and leave me—DO!
[Exeunt Blameful Ethiopians ignominiously. Sage again composes himself to sleep.