{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/mtc/mtc49.htm","path":"cfu/mtc/mtc49.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/mtc/mtc49.htm","text":"More Translations from the Chinese, by Arthur Waley, [1919]\nThe early light of the rising sun shines on the beams of my house;\n The first banging of opened doors echoes like the roll of a drum.\n The dog lies curled on the stone step, for the earth is wet with dew;\n The birds come near to the window and chatter, telling that the day is fine.\n With the lingering fumes of yesterday's wine my head is still heavy;\n With new doffing of winter clothes my body has grown light.","title":"More Translations from the Chinese: Po Ch\u00fc-i: Gettin...","type":"page"}