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My Jew was a man who understood his law and who observed it strictly in every detail, sometimes with a friend, always with strangers. He got himself in bad trouble which I must tell you about, because it's amusing. In Utrecht there was a charming prostitute. He was attracted to this Christian and sent her a messenger with quite a large letter of credit. The strange creature rejected his offer. The Jew grew desperate. The messenger told him, "Why are you so upset by this? MY JEW WAS THE MAN WHO UNDERSTOOD HIS LAW AND WHO OBSERVED IT STRICTLY IN EVERY DETAIL SOMETIMES WITH A FRIEND ALWAYS WITH STRANGERS HE GOT HIMSELF IN BAD TROUBLE WHICH I MUST TELL YOU ABOUT BECAUSE IT'S AMUSING IN UTRECHT THERE WAS A CHARMING PROSTITUTE HE WAS ATTRACTED TO THIS CHRISTIAN AND SENT HER A MESSENGER WITH QUITE A LARGE LETTER OF CREDIT THIS STRANGE CREATURE REJECTED HIS OFFER THE JEW GREW DESPERATE THE MESSENGER TOLD HIM WHY ARE YOU SO UPSET BY THIS
around this small number of Memnons are just so many pairs of ears stuck on the end of sticks. And we're beggars, so poor it's a miracle. Oh, Mister Philosopher, poverty is a terrible thing. I see her crouching there, with her mouth gaping open to receive a few drops of icy cold water dripping from the barrel of the Danaids. I don't know if she sharpens the mind of the philosopher, but she has a devilish way of cooling off the head of a poet. People don't sing well under this barrel. The man who can get himself under it is only too lucky. I was there, and I didn't know how to keep my place. I'd already done that stupid thing once before. I'd been traveling in Bohemia, Germany, Switzerland, Holland, Flanders, all over the damned country. ME: Under the leaky barrel. HIM: Under the leaky barrel. The man was a rich Jew who was happy to splash his money around. He liked music and my silly jokes. I played music--just the way that made God happy--and I played the fool. I didn't lack anything. ODY AND EXPRESSION THE OTHERS AROUND THIS SMALL NUMBER OF MEMNONS ARE JUST SO MANY PAIRS OF EARS STUCK ON THE END OF STICKS AND WE ARE BEGGARS SO POOR IT'S A MIRACLE OH MISTER PHILOSOPHER POVERTY IS A TERRIBLE THING I SEE HER CROUCHING THERE WITH HER MOUTH GAPING OPEN TO RECEIVE A FEW DROPS OF ICY COLD WATER DRIPPING FROM THE BARREL OF THE DENADES I DON'T KNOW IF SHE SHARPENS THE MIND OF THE PHILOSOPHER BUT SHE HAS A DEVILISH WAY OF COOLING OFF THE HEAD OF A POET PEOPLE DON'T SING WELL UNDER THIS BARREL THE MAN WHO CAN GET HIMSELF UNDER IT IS ONLY TOO LUCKY I WAS THERE AND I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO KEEP MY PLACE I'D ALREADY DONE THAT STUPID THING ONCE BEFORE I'D BEEN TRAVELING IN BOHEMIA GERMANY SWITZERLAND HOLLAND FLANDERS ALL OVER THE DAMNED COUNTRY ME UNDER THE LEAGUEY BERYL HIM UNDER THE LEAKY BERYL THE MAN WAS A RICH JEW WHO WAS HAPPY TO SPLASH HIS MONEY AROUND HE LIKED MUSIC AND MY SILLY JOKES I PLAYED MUSIC JUST THE WAY THAT MADE GOD HAPPY AND I PLAYED THE FOOL I DIDN'T LACK ANYTHING
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