Japanesque - Poem by Oliver Herford
Oh, where the white quince blossom swings
I love to take my Japan ease!
I love the maid Anise who clings
So lightly on my Japan knees;
I love the little song she sings,
The little love-song Japanese.
I almost love the lute's tink-tunkle
Played by that charming Jap Anise—
For am I not her old Jap uncle?
And is she not my Japan niece?
Comments about Japanesque by Oliver Herford
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You