Siebel.
Out at the door with all who dare to quarrel!
Give all your pipes full play! this is no place to snarl.
Up! hollo! ho!
Altmayer.
Woe’s me! the devil and his crew are here!
Some cotton, ho! he makes my ear-drum crack.
Siebel.
Roar on! for, when the vault loud echoes back,
The deep bass notes come thundering on the ear.