{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/fol/fol30.htm","path":"cfu/fol/fol30.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/fol/fol30.htm","text":"A Feast of Lanterns, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1916]\nOne of the wittiest and most brilliant of the Tang statesmen and philosophers, Han Y\u00fc's poetry has been overshadowed by his prose essays, which have been upheld as models of Chinese literature. He attempted to found a new school of Confucianism, being a bitter opponent of the Buddhist tendencies of his day, and was banished to a semi-barbarous region which he set to work to civilise. Su Tung-p\u2018o, the great Sung poet, wrote a magnificent poem to his memory which has been translated by Professor Giles (cf. Chinese Literature, p. 161).\nStill moonlight floods the inner gallery,\n Where the japonica sets fluttering\n Her silvered petals. Languidly\n I rise, and let my absent glance\n Fall where the shadows of the swing\n Over the door-step dance.\nI am possessed\n By spring's rough humid winds that penetrate\n The silken curtains of my lonely state,\n And cannot rest,\nFor all my sorrow.\n During the night I hear the heavy rain\n Crash on the lotus pool afar.\n To-morrow! ah to-morrow!\n The little boat lies swamped that I would fain\n Have steered in search of the golden nenuphar.","title":"A Feast of Lanterns: Han Y\u00fc: Disappointment","type":"page"}