Eight Poems of Li-Po

by Constant Lambert (1905 - 1951)

1. A Summer Day
 (Sung text)

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Naked I lie in the green forest of summer...
Too lazy to wave my white-feathered fan.
I hang my cap on a crag, and bare my head 
To the wind that comes blowing through the pine trees.

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2. Nocturne
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Blue water ... a clear moon ...
In the moonlight the white herons are flying.
Listen! Do you hear the girls who gather water chestnuts?
They are going home in the night, singing.

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3. With a man of leisure
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Yonder the mountain flowers are out. We drink together, you and I.
One more cup - one more cup - still one more cup!
Now I am drunk and drowsy, you had better go;
But come to-morrow morning, if you will, with the harp!

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4. Lines written in autumn
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Cool is the autumn wind, clear the autumn moon,
The blown leaves heap up and scatter again;
A raven, cold-stricken, starts from his roost.
Where are you, beloved? - When shall I see you once more?
Ah, how my heart aches to-night - this hour!

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5. The ruin of the Ku‑Su Palace
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In the deserted garden among the crumbling walls
The willows show green again,
While the sweet notes of the waternut song
Seem to lament the spring.
Nothing remains but the moon above the river
The moon that once shone on the fair faces
That smiled in the king's palace of Wu.

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6. The intruder
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The grass of Yen is growing green and long
While in Chin the leafy mulberry branches hang low.
Even now when my longing heart is breaking,
Are you thinking, my dear, of coming back to me?
O wind of spring, you are a stranger,
Why do you enter through the silken curtains of my bower?

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7. On the city street
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They meet in the pink dust of the city street.
He raises his gold crop high in salute.
“Lady,” says he, “where do you live?
There are ten thousand houses among the drooping willow trees.”

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8. The Long‑Departed Lover
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Fair one, when you were here, I filled the house with flowers.
Fair one, now you are gone — only an empty couch is left.
On the couch the embroidered quilt is rolled up; I cannot sleep.
It is three years since you went. The perfume you left behind haunts me still.
The perfume floats about me forever, 
But where are you, Beloved?
I sigh — the yellow leaves fall from the branch,
I weep — the dew twinkles white on the green mosses.

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