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| THERE s a joy without canker or cark, | |
| There s a pleasure eternally new, | |
| T is to gloat on the glaze and the mark | |
| Of china that s ancient and blue; | |
| Unchipped, all the centuries through | 5 |
| It has passed, since the chime of it rang, | |
| And they fashioned it, figure and hue, | |
| In the reign of the Emperor Hwang. | |
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| These dragons (their tails, you remark, | |
| Into bunches of gillyflowers grew), | 10 |
| When Noah came out of the ark, | |
| Did these lie in wait for his crew? | |
| They snorted, they snapped, and they slew, | |
| They were mighty of fin and of fang, | |
| And their portraits Celestials drew | 15 |
| In the reign of the Emperor Hwang. | |
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| Here s a pot with a cot in a park, | |
| In a park where the peach-blossoms blew, | |
| Where the lovers eloped in the dark, | |
| Lived, died, and were changed into two | 20 |
| Bright birds that eternally flew | |
| Through the boughs of the may, as they sang; | |
| T is a tale was undoubtedly true | |
| In the reign of the Emperor Hwang. | |
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ENVOY Come, snarl at my ecstasies, do, | 25 |
| Kind critic; your tongue has a tang, | |
| Buta sage never heeded a shrew | |
| In the reign of the Emperor Hwang. | |
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