The blue eagle and the demon of the steppes in the last cab in Berlin Legitimate defence of lost souls the red mill at the beggars' school awaits the poor student With the housemaid Know huntsmen how to hunt on pay-day Know huntsmen how to hunt as papa speculates with the smile By the dagger the dagger the dagger the tiger of the seas dreams of happiness Avenged The vestal ****** of the Ganges cries out Vanity when the flesh succumbs Stop look and listen the famous turkey spends a day of pleasure turning round in an enchanted circle with the pluck of a lion M'sieur the major My Paris my uncle from America my heart and my legs slaves of beauty admire the conquests of Nora while someone asks for a typewriter for the black pirate It is not possible that a woman dressed as the Merry Widow could become the wind's prey because the millionairess Madame Sans-Gene leads a wild existence in another's skin Her son was right Patrol-leader 129 who wears an Italian straw-hat and is the ace of jockeys is abandoning a little adventuress for a woman It is the April-Moon which chases the buffalo to Notre-Dame of Paris Oh what a bore the indomitable man with clear eyes wishes to judge him by the law of the desert but the lovers with children's souls have gone away Ah what a lovely voyage - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/The-Staircase-With-A-Hundred-Steps#sthash.Ty7mN87W.dpuf