LVIII + 

“Take this same book⁠—it will not bite you, Sire; + 

There, put it underneath your royal arm; + 

Though it’s a pretty weight, it will not tire, + 

But rather on your journey keep you warm: + 

This is the magic, this the potent charm, + 

That shall drive Bertha to a fainting fit! + 

When the time comes, don’t feel the least alarm + 

But lift her from the ground, and swiftly flit + 

Back to your palace⁠ ⁠… + 