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Show The Heart That's in Chin*. If sometimes my eyes have a far-away gleaa I t ' s because I as travelling - I 'm not where 1 seam; My h e a r t ' s off in China, I hear i t s long s a i l, She waniarlust's got a« - I'm draining - t h a t ' s a l l. I ' l l trade you a subirayj and that with • snsil©, For a. man-pulled jinricksha at three cents a mile. My hearths sped to.Chins, ay hands a l l but feel The Jade and the amber; * I dicker and deal. % ears catch the street vendor's minor refrain JThere the tinkle of camsi beiils sings through the rain; 0, this heart's Wit la China whistling • tune Ta the jolt af a mule cart ©war stone roads*at neon. The man that8'? once c&apei in a wailed village inn Has a concept brand new of tfagnerian din; If his hearth-one© in China h e ' s caught in the clutch Of better than symphonies, - orchestras, -much. You rai't know the jey in your gasoline pride Of a lasy canal boat with China each side; And the swing af & -palanquin never can pall As yea travel through mountains by China's (Irani f a l l. Each spot i s e storybook Iaue& with age Of dynasties gone, of philosopher sag©-, And the heart that once s t a r t s on the c l a s s i c ' s long track Leaves part wt i t s e l f , never wholly canes back* So keep your express trains and skyscrapers, too. There's a Aura is the old that's not la tha Bee** Republic or Inspire, she holds your h e a r t ' s sway, Dsar Manifold China, the ancient Cathay* - Stella Fisher Burgass* (Mrs. Burgess i s an old friend of mine, ami her verses sa eompletely express ay sentiments, too, that I has© copied her lines. - S.f.S*] * Tht Chines© have a Proverb - "Stone roads art r/ood for t«a years, mi bad for tea theueaaft./1 |