Yeats, W.B.
There is a queen in China. In : Poetry, v. 7, no. 5 (Feb. 1916).
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THERE is a queen in China—or maybe it's in Spain—
And birthdays and holidays such praises can be heard
Of her unblemished lineaments, a whiteness with no stain,
That she might be that sprightly girl who had married with a bird;
And there's a score of duchesses, surpassing womankind,
Or who have found a painter to make them so for pay
And smooth out stain and blemish with the elegance of his mind:
I knew a phoenix in my youth so let them have their day.