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 ANITRA
 * I don't care so much about having a soul;-
 * give me rather-

PEER
 * What, child?

ANITRA [pointing to his turban].
 * That lovely opal

PEER [enchanted, handing her the jewel].
 * Anitra! Anitra! true daughter of Eve!
 * I feel thee magnetic; for I am a man.
 * And, as a much-esteemed author has phrased it:
 * "Das Ewig-Weibliche ziehet uns an!"

SCENE SEVENTH
[A moonlight night. The palm-grove outside ANITRA'S tent.] [PEER GYNT is sitting beneath a tree, with an Arabian lute in his hands. His beard and hair are clipped; he looks considerably younger.] PEER GYNT [plays and sings].
 * I double-locked my Paradise,
 * and took its key with me.
 * The north-wind bore me seaward ho!
 * while lovely women all forlorn
 * wept on the ocean stran