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More Translations from the Chinese: Po Chü-i: To His...

Arthur WaleyChinese PoetryClassical Chinese Literature

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Sullen, sullen, my brows are ever knit; Silent, silent, my lips will not move. It is not indeed that I choose to sorrow thus; If I lift my eyes, who would share my joy? Last Spring you were called to the West To carry arms in the lands of Pa and Shu; And this Spring I was banished to the South To nurse my sickness on the River's oozy banks.

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