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From the two river banks thrust out the mountains blue,
Leaving the sun behind, a lonely sail comes forth.
His lessening sail is lost in boundless azure sky,
Where I see but the endless River rolling by.
The ruined palace’s buried ‘neath the weeds in spring;
The ancient sages in caps and gowns all lie in graves.
The three-peak’d mountain is half lost in azure sky;
The two-fork’d stream by Egret Isle is kept apart.
As floating clouds can veil the bright sun from the eye,
Imperial Court now out of sight saddens my heart.
The Lake of Peach Blossom is a thousand fathoms deep,
But not so deep as the friendship Wang Lun and I keep.
In mid-air his weakened wings are furled.
The wind he’s raised still stirs the sea,
He hangs his left wing on sun-side tree.
Posterity mine, hear, O, hear!
Confucius dead, who’ll shed a tear?
At dead of night I dare not speak aloud
For fear of waking dwellers in the cloud.
Its torrent dashes down three thousand feet from high
As if the Silver River fell from azure sky.
I’ll leave the town on Clear Stream for Three Canyons now.
O Moon, how I miss you when you are out of view!
We are not tired, the Peak and I,
Nor I of him, nor he of me.
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