The world to give thee lasting fame combines,
Jamaica sends thee sugar-cane, o'er seas;
And pungent spices from the Antilles
Lend thee the perfumes of the southern vines.

France gives the crimson sorcery of her wines,
Mongolia lavishes her yellow teas,
And to endower thee with rare mysteries,
Sicily yields her lemons and sweet pines.

Thou dost recall to me days debonair,
And visions of the Quartier Latin, where,
Chatting around thy bluish spectral light,
Insouciant students and alert grisettes
Drank thee while puffing regie cigarettes,
Mocking with merry song the startled night!