THE WILLOW-PATTERN PLATE.
A Philistine? Then you will smile
At this old willow-pattern plate
And junks of long-forgotten date
That anchor off Pagoda Isle;
At little pig-tailed simpering rakes
Who kiss their hands (three miles away)
To dainty beauties of Cathay
Beside those un-foreshortened lakes.
With hand on heart they smile and sue.