The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #91418   Message #2450338
Posted By: GUEST,TJ in San Diego
25-Sep-08 - 06:46 PM
Thread Name: Favorite Lines
Subject: RE: Favorite Lines
For no particular reason, the many verses of "Thais," a comic take on the operatic heroine and her erstwhile saviour, Athanael, have been stuck in my head for over fifty years. The last two verses pretty well sum up the poor man's dilemma:

      So forth from Alexandria,
      From wicked Alexandria,
      Across the desert sands they go
      Beneath the blazing sun;
      Till Thais, parched and sweltering,
      Finds refuge in the sheltering
      Seclusion of the convent,
      In the habit of a nun!

      And now, the monk is terrified,
      To find his fears are verified;
      His holy vows of chastity
      Have cracked beneath the strain,
      Like one who has a jag on,
      He cries out in grief and agony:
      "I'd sell my soul to see her do the shimmy once again!"