She argues ‘he would have her grow
So fell a Trixy—point device !—
His Dante to her Beatrice
Should seem—let music’s language show:
‘Andante move to Allegro,
‘Alas for pianissimo!”
‘And, in return, suspects I don
‘One glory more than Solomon:
“Rocks cannot satisfy the coney ;
Lingerie’s always worth the money.
In fine, flop, German, from
thy throne!
Leave Greek and Papuan alone!