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Enter the Guests, who are introduced, one by one, by Satana; the Cuckoo, the Raven, and the Sparrow, bring up the rear.—Then enter the Bride and Bridegroom, in a Car.
[After the Ballet, Cock-Robin and Jenny go up to be married.
Cuc.
[To Sparrow.]
This is our time, I think—eh, master Sparrow?

Spar.
All right; I'm ready with my bow and arrow!

[Cuckoo and Raven try to kiss Jenny.—Cock-Robin pecks at them to drive them off.—Sparrow, pretending to shoot at Cuckoo and Raven, kills Cock-Robin.—General consternation.—Three bad Birds taken into custody.
Fresh A.
[Indignantly.]
Who kill'd Cock-Robin?

First Fairy.
That wicked Sparrow,
With his bow and arrow,—
He kill'd Cock-Robin!

Fresh A.
Who saw him die?

Second Fairy.
This little Fly,
With his little eye,—
He saw him die!

Fresh A.
Who caught his blood?

Third Fairy.
This pretty Fish,
With his little dish,—
He caught his blood!

Fresh A.
Who'll make his shroud?

Fourth Fairy.
This jolly Beetle,
With his thread and needle,—
He'll make his shroud!

Fresh A.
Who'll dig his grave?

Fifth Fairy.
This solemn Owl,
With his spade and show'l,—
He'll dig his grave!

Fresh A.
Who'll be the Parson?

Sixth Fairy.
This grave old Rook,
With his little book,—
He'll be the Parson!

Fresh A.
Who'll be the Clerk?

Seventh Fairy.
This pretty Lark,
If it's not in the dark,—
He'll be the Clerk!

Fresh A.
Who'll carry him to the grave?

Eighth Fairy.
This soaring Kite,
If it's not in the night,—
He'll carry him to his grave!

Fresh A.
Who'll bear the link?

Ninth Fairy.
This pretty Linnet;
He'll fetch it this minute,—
He'll bear the link!

Fresh A.
Who'll be chief mourner?

Tenth Fairy.
This gentle Dove,
Who mourns for her love,—
She'll be chief mourner!

Fresh A.
Who'll sing a psalm?

Eleventh Fairy.
This warbling Thrush,
As he sits in a bush,—
He'll sing a psalm!

Fresh A.
Who'll toll the bell?

Twelfth Fairy.
This roaring Bull,
Because he can pull,—
He'll toll the bell!

[All the Birds and Beasts alluded to in the song proceed to undertake the various tasks allotted to them, the Bull tolling a bell, the Owl digging his grave, and so on.
Chorus.
All the birds of the air fell a sighing and sobbin',
When they heard the bell toll for the death of Cock-Robin.

Fresh A.
Raven and Cuckoo, Sparrow—in a breath,
We find you guilty of Cock-Robin's death!

Health.
You three bad birds shall be directly shot!

Satana.
I beg your pardon, miss, the birds shall not.
To change, all three, immediately prepare,
Into Great, Middle-sized, and Little Bear!

[The Three Birds change into three Bears.—General consternation, in the midst of which the scene closes.