Hey, servants!
[Enter Moses and Servants.
Fling the splendid state-rooms wide
And summon all that can be jubilant!
Put fire to every candle that will burn,
Pluck all the flowers from stem that are not faded!
There is no need that any now survive.
(To Moses.) You tricked our wedding once in famous trappings,
Your task to-day’s a feast more brilliant still.
Spare nothing therefore. (Advancing.) Herod, tremble now