Ellis Parker Butler (Эллис Паркер Батлер)

At Variance

When with me the play she goes,
I much admire the buds and bows
And all that on Kate’s headgear grows.
But when some other night I see
That hat between the stage and me,
My taste and Kate’s do not agree.

1. To May
2. The Tearful Tale of Captain Dan
3. A Satisfactory Reform
4. New England Magazine
5. A Scotchman Whose Name Was Isbister

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