Lot Essay
The plaque to the interior of door reads as follows: I am a poor grotesque miniature/Of one that tolled the flight of time/And viewed the passing show/Of another and distant dime/Where Turkish splendor was the picture/For the one I serve as substitute/Is neither small nor cute/Of an ancient pasha's harem/And stood in stately grandeur/Whiling away the hours of the century/Or more before my royal owner's fame/I am now about to change my faith/Serving as a token of a Christian's/Kindly feeling and good cheer/For a Merry Christmas and bright New Year/In other halls and other lands/My hope is that I may be/Treated kindly by these gentle hands/Of love and tenderness now taking me/Do not scoff of this poor token/I know my infirmities and limitations/As well as my inability to arouse elation/But boundless love and words unspoken/Go with me from a heartful devotion