Which poet penned these lines in his "Pullman Porter" in which he tells of a conversation between himself and a train porter?
“When I was quite a little boy I used to savour them with joy;
And now my daughter, aged three,
Can tell the tale of Sam McGee;
While Tom, my son, that’s only two,
Has heard the yarn of Dan McGrew ....
Don’t think your stuff I’m not applaudin’ —
My taste is Eliot and Auden.”
Robert W. Service