A Feast of Lanterns: Su Tung-p‘o: At the Kuang-Li Pavilion
A Feast of Lanterns, by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1916]
Red-skirted ladies, robed for fairyland, all have flown,
But my heart to the wail of their long reed-pipes lilts on:
Their clarion songs ’mid the wandering clouds were blown,
The tiny-waisted, dreamily-dancing girls are gone.