And first to fill their ears, to king and train,

  With melted wax, Astolpho gives command;

  That every one who hears the deafening strain

  May not in panic terror fly the land.

  He takes the reins, his courser backs again,

  Grasps the enchanted bugle in his hand;

  And to the sewer next signs to have the board

  Anew with hospitable victual stored.