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Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai

A SONG OF CHANGGAN
My hair had hardly covered my forehead.
I was picking flowers翻譯社 paying by my door,
When you, my lover翻譯社 on a bamboo horse,
Came trotting in circles and throwing green plums.
We lived near together on a lane in Ch'ang-kan翻譯社
Both of us young and happy-hearted.
...At fourteen I became your wife,
So bashful that I dared not smile,
And I lowered my head toward a dark corner
And would not turn to your thousand calls;
But at fifteen I straightened my brows and laughed翻譯社
Learning that no dust could ever seal our love,
That even unto death I would await you by my post
And would never lose heart in the tower of silent watching.
...Then when I was sixteen, you left on a long journey
Through the Gorges of Ch'u-t'ang, of rock and whirling water.
And then came the Fifth-month, more than I could bear翻譯社
And I tried to hear the monkeys in your lofty far-off sky.
Your footprints by our door翻譯社 where I had watched you go,
Were hidden, every one of them, under green moss翻譯社
Hidden under moss too deep to sweep away.
And the first autumn wind added fallen leaves.
And now, in the Eighth-month, yellowing butterflies
Hover, two by two翻譯社 in our west-garden grasses
And翻譯社 because of all this, my heart is breaking
And I fear for my bright cheeks, lest they fade.
...Oh, at last, when you return through the three Pa districts,
Send me a message home ahead!
And I will come and meet you and will never mind the distance,
All the way to Chang-feng Sha.

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