Captain. He is up the line.
'Tis said the foe will soon explode a mine,
And we must be prepared should he attack.
Staff O. I think I will await his coming back.
Captain. Then chance to me at least has been most kind;
Come, let me lead you where a drink you'll find.
[They enter dug-out and are seen relieving their thirst.
Chorus.
Beyond the distant bower,
Where skirted men abide