any themes out of Oriental lore, mostly secular, that lend themselves to the drama of disappointed passion. My only serious protest is against the hypocrisy which pretends, with regard to Potiphar's Wife, to see a spiritual significance in what is mere vulgar animalism.
I ought, by the way, to have said that, in a spasm of chagrin, she chokes herself with the pearl necklace which lent the only touch of superfluity to her night attire, and was carried out--but not up the main staircase. Thus ends this sordid tragedy that so well illustrates that quality in Herr Strauss to which my guide refers when he speaks of his realization of a "poignant longing for divine cheerfulness."
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[Illustration: "Excuse me, Sir, but would you like to buy a nice little dawg?"
"No, thanks very much. He looks as though he would bite."
"'E won't bite yer if you buy 'im, Guv'ner."]
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My love to me is cold, And no more seeks my