In a Chinese garden, dreaming in the Sun;
Slant-eyed children playing, smiling, every one;
Placid pools with bridges arched;
Feathery trees, wistaria hung;
Bright pagodas; distant temples.
Hark! A soft-toned bell is rung.
Never have these mortal eyes
Rested on this scene--
Yet, in this lovely garden
Once, I know, I must have been.