I

If I were in Japan today,

In little Japan today,

I'd watch the sampan-rowers ride

On Yokohama bay.

I'd watch the little flower-folk

Pass on the Bund, where play

Of "foreign" music fills their ears

With wonder new alway.

Or in a kuruma I'd step

And "Noge-yama!" cry,

And bare brown feet should wheel me fast

Where Noge-yama, high

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Above the city and sea's vast

Uprises, with the sigh

Of pines about its festal fanes

Built free to sun and sky.

And there till dusk I'd sit and think

Of Shaka Muni, lord

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