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folk with o'erfed souls on earth

who shall scarce attain to clearness.
Once I met with such a fellow,
of the flock the very flower;
and even he mistook his goal,
losing sense in blatant sound.-
See the waste round this oasis.
Were I but to swing my turban,
I could force the ocean-flood
to fill up the whole concern.
But I were a blockhead, truly,
seas and lands to go creating.
Know you what it is to live?

ANITRA

Teach me!

PEER

It is to be wafted
dry-shod down the stream of time,
wholly, solely as oneself.
Only in full manhood can I
be the man I am, dear child!
Aged eagle moults his plumage,
aged fogey lags declining,
aged dame has ne'er a tooth left,
aged churl gets withered hands,-
one and all get souls.
Youth! Ah, youth! I mean to reign,
as a sultan, whole and fiery,-
not on Gyntiana's shores,
under trellised vines and palm-leaves,-
but enthroned in the freshness
of a woman's virgin thoughts.-
See you now, my little maiden,
why I've graciously bewitched you,-