When the roast smoked in the oven, belching out blackness,
I was bewildered and knew not what to do,
But when I was plunged in the contemplation
……….. Of Li Po’s beautiful verses,
This thought came upon me,—
When the roast smokes, pour water upon it.
Aus: BLAST. REVIEW OF THE GREAT ENGLISH VORTEX. Edited by WYNDHAM LEWlS. No. 2. July, 1915, S. 21.