All my life I have loved the romantic legend
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The Legend Of The Blue Willow
Koong Shee was a mandarin’s daughter
And Chang was her lover, ah me,
For surely her father’s accountant
Might never wed pretty Koong Shee.
And Chang was her lover, ah me,
For surely her father’s accountant
Might never wed pretty Koong Shee.
So Chang was expelled from the palace
The lover’s alliance to break,
And pretty Koong Shee was imprisoned
In a little blue house by the lake.
The lover’s alliance to break,
And pretty Koong Shee was imprisoned
In a little blue house by the lake.
The doughty old mandarin reasoned
It was time that his daughter should wed,
And the groom of his choosing should banish,
That silly romance from her head.
It was time that his daughter should wed,
And the groom of his choosing should banish,
That silly romance from her head.
For years had great artists been stitching
In symbols the dress she should wear,And her headband of scarlet lay waiting,
For the ride in a gold wedding chair.
He was busily plotting and planning,
When a message was brought him one day,
Young Chang had invaded the palace,
And taken his sweetheart away.
When a message was brought him one day,
Young Chang had invaded the palace,
And taken his sweetheart away.
They were over the bridge when he saw them,
They were passing the big willow tree,
And a boat at the edge of the water,
Stood waiting for Chang and Koong Shee.
They were passing the big willow tree,
And a boat at the edge of the water,
Stood waiting for Chang and Koong Shee.
The furious mandarin followed,
The groom with revenge in his eyes,
But the little boat danced on the water
And traveled away with the prize.
The groom with revenge in his eyes,
But the little boat danced on the water
And traveled away with the prize.
But his vengeance pursued to their shelter
And burned the pagoda, they say
And from out of the flames rose the lovers
As a pair of doves winging away.
And burned the pagoda, they say
And from out of the flames rose the lovers
As a pair of doves winging away.
And they flew on toward the western heaven
The pretty Koong Shee and her Chang
Or so says the famous old legend
From the land of the Yangtze Kiang.
The pretty Koong Shee and her Chang
Or so says the famous old legend
From the land of the Yangtze Kiang.
And I wouldn’t be one to deny it,
For the little blue dove and her mate
Forever are flying together
Across my old blue Willow plate.
For the little blue dove and her mate
Forever are flying together
Across my old blue Willow plate.
Two birds flying high
a little ship sailing by
a Chinese castle here it stands
facing many, many lands
a little bridge with three men on
a willow tree, that ends my song
a little ship sailing by
a Chinese castle here it stands
facing many, many lands
a little bridge with three men on
a willow tree, that ends my song
-An Old Willow Poem
Jessie Wilcox Smith
The table before us spread,
We’ll not forget to thank Thee, Lord,
Who gives us daily bread.
We’ll not forget to thank Thee, Lord,
Who gives us daily bread.
So bless my little kitchen, God,
And those who enter in,
May they find naught
but Joy and Peace,
And Happiness
therein.
M. Peterson
(1944)And those who enter in,
May they find naught
but Joy and Peace,
And Happiness
therein.
M. Peterson
This wonderful book relates the romantic tale
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Walt Disney's Silly Symphonies
The China Plate
(1931)
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The China Plate
(1931)
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