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THE PEWTER TEA-KETTLE, by            
First Line: Once, where upon a slender crane you swung
Last Line: Drifts down the years like spice-wind from cathay.
Subject(s): Food & Eating; Past; Tea; Teapots


Once, where upon a slender crane you swung,
Singing beside the crackling evening fire,
An artless maid, demure, in quaint attire,
Oh, long ago—and yet forever young—
Came there to lift, or tilt you where you hung,
And brewed the tea for her reflective sire,
Or filled a cup for some gay, white-wigged squire,
The name of Patrick Henry on his tongue.

From pewter-kettle times how tranquilly
Shine down the names that glorified their day.
Ripe reason, quip, and certain chivalry
Flowered their course through an uncharted way.
Faint fragrance wreathed from steaming cups of tea
Drifts down the years like spice-wind from Cathay.





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