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“What!” cried the director. “Did they suggest making a change to
        the  ending?”  His  bearing  projected  great  indignation;  Baron  knew
        nothing of Fey’s thespian origins.
          “It doesn’t matter,” the trustee replied, then sighed and returned to
        the libretto. “The scene continues with the Grape-angel opening the
        door, and the mob entering. Omar sits near the door while the others
        are  being  served.  Then  the  barkeeper’s  daughter  enters  with  more
        wine. She’s called ‘Vine-daughter’. Why is that?”
          “You’d have to ask Omar or FitzGerald. One obvious reading is
        that  she  and  her  father  are  personifications  of  wine—and,  less
        obviously, of whatever wine represents.”
          The point made little impression on Baron, who read on.
          “Okay. Omar chats her up, and invites her on a picnic, singing ‘But
        come with old Khayyam’; they exit, and the scene ends. When the
        lights go on again, the setting is late morning, along a river bank out
        in the boondocks. The couple stroll along until they come to a tree;
        there they sit down and spread out their lunch.”
          “Ah, yes, a very idyllic scene. It is still early in the day, and Omar is
        in  good  spirits—excuse  the  pun.  He  and  the  Vine-daughter  sing  a
        lovely duet here, based on the famous lines,

                        Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough,
                        A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse—and Thou
                          Beside me singing in the Wilderness—
                        And Wilderness is Paradise enow.

        But Omar, surrounded by the beauties of nature, cannot help noting
        how people and flowers alike must come and go, fertilizing the earth
        for the next generation.”
          The trustee made a face.
          “All  very  poetic,  Mr.  Fey,  but  I’m  not  here  to  judge  the  literary
        merits of this material. I think we can skip over the next song, ‘In this
        batter’d Caravanserai’, don’t you think?”
          The director was still in an emoting mood.
          “You mean because it hasn’t provoked any outrage yet? But here
        Omar  integrates  the  continuity  of  nature  with  the  inevitability  of
        death. And he explicitly names great kings as having no more power
        over that fate than flowers in the garden, their relatively different life
        spans  being  of  little  consequence.  Musselman  concludes  that  aria


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