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Remembering the Springs at Châih-chou by Li Bai
Peach-tree flowers over rising waters.White drowned stones, then free again.Wistaria-blossom on quivering branches.Clear blue sky. The waxing moon.How many tight-coiled…
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Li Bai – Resentment Near the Jade Stairs
Dew whitens the jade stairs.This late, it soaks her gauze stockings. She lowers her crystal blind to watchthe breaking, glass-clear…
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Li Bai – Self-Abandonment
I sat srinking and did not notice the dusk,Till falling petals filled the folds of my dress.Drunken I rose and…
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Li Bai – She Spins Silk
Far up river in Szechuan,waters rise as spring winds roar. How can I dare to meet her now,to brave the…
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Li Bai – Song of the Forge
The forge-fire sets a glow in the heavens,the hammer thunders, showering the smoke with sparks. A ruddy smithy, the white…
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Li Bai – Song Of The Jade Cup
A jade cup was broken because old age cametoo soon to give fulfilment to hopes; after drinkingthree cups of wine…
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Li Bai – Spring Night in Lo-yang Hearing a Flute
In what house, the jade flute that sends these dark notes drifting,scattering on the spring wind that fills Lo-yang?Tonight if…
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Li Bai – Summer in the Mountains
Gently I stir a white feather fan,With open shirt sitting in a green wood.I take off my cap and hang…
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Li Bai – Taking Leave of a Friend
Blue mountains lie beyond the north wall;Round the city’s eastern side flows the white water.Here we part, friend, once forever.You…
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Li Bai – The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang
A pity it is evening, yetI do love the water of this springseeing how clear it is, how clean;rays of…
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