Vis Comica I, Vis Comica II, were both successes, acclaimed by you
And now we have Vis Comica III.
Put into print for all to see.
The sixth are gone, the school is sad,
They were the best it ever had.

They were brave and they were bold,
But now alas they have grown too old
To stay in the school any more;
They have walked in triumph through the door.

Their last day here was one of sorrow,
The whole school knew that on the morrow,
They would be gone, these fine young chaps,
They would no longer wear school caps!
Now the new term starts, and with leaden hearts

The school begins upon its task; but without THE sixth.
For they are gone! one and all,
But their ghosts still walk the upper hall,
Their familiar cries echo still,
From where they stood by the window sill;
But THEY are gone; the illustrious sixth.