The lost one
Language: English after the Chinese (中文)
The red gleam o'er the mountains
Goes wavering from sight,
And the quiet moon enhances
The loveliness of night.
I open wide my casement
To breathe the rain-cooled air.
And mingle with the moonlight
The dark waves of my hair.
The night wind tells me secrets
Of lotus lilies blue;
And hour by hour the willows
Shake down the chiming dew.
I fain would take the zither,
By some stray fancy led;
But there are none to hear me,
And who can charm the dead?
So all my day-dreams follow
The bird that leaves the nest;
And in the night I gather
The lost one to my breast.
Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]
- a text in Chinese (中文) by Meng Haoran (689 - 740) [text unavailable]
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