The chorus is also characteristic:
Bim, bim!
At the religious ceremonies of the Bengalese, the Futrib, or high priest, plays upon a peculiar one-toned flute, producing an effect of awe and mystery, as this hymn to the sun-god aptly illustrates:
Too—oo—t!
Toot, toot-a-toot, toot-a-toot, toot;
Too—oo—t!
With this wealth of material to draw from, Schnitzel has constructed a work that is nearly perfect in form. Beginning with a soft bim-bam-bim, which is followed by a sinister toot, toot, he works up to a climax of marvelous contrapuntal ingenuity, in which the two themes are combined thus:
Bim, toot, bam, toot-a-toot,
Truly the apotheosis of Bengal!
A. L. S.