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Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (1869–1948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922.

In the Mushroom Meadows

SUN on the dewy grasslands where late the frost hath shone,

And lo, what elfin cities are these we come upon!

What pigmy domes and thatches, what Arab caravan,

What downy-roofed pagodas that have known no touch of man!

Are these the oldtime meadows? Yes, the wildgrape scents the air;

The breath of ripened orchards still is incense everywhere;

Yet do these dawn-encampments bring the lurking memories

Of Egypt and of Burma and the shores of China Seas.