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 now I have thrown off secrecy, now I have walked naked into the street, now I have scattered my heavy beauty in the open market. Here I am with head high and a burning heart eagerly awaiting your caresses, whoever it may be, for granite is not harder than my love is open, runs loose among you!

I arrogant against death! I who have endured! I worn against the years!”

V. But it is five o'clock. Come! Life is good—enjoy it! A walk in the park while the day lasts. I will go with you. Look! this northern scenery is not the Nile, but— these benches—the yellow and purple dusk— the moon there—these tired people— the lights on the water!

Are not these Jews and—Ethiopians? The world is young, surely! Young and colored like—a girl that has come upon a lover! Will that do?