At Variance

Ellis Parker Butler

When with me the play she goes,
I much admire the buds and bows
And all that on Kate’s headgear grows.
But when some other night I see
That hat between the stage and me,
My taste and Kate’s do not agree.

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• Ellis Parker Butler : How'd You Like It?
• Ellis Parker Butler : Immortality
• Ellis Parker Butler : Jabed Meeker, Humorist
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