Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
382. Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar
The Coral Fisher
By Allen Upward
THE CORAL fisher, who had been a long time beneath the water, rose to the surface with nothing in his hand but a spray of crimson seaweed. In answer to the master of the junk he said, While I was in the world of fishes this miserable weed appeared to me more beautiful than coral.