Available Poems in Lyrics from the Chinese (by Helen Jane Waddell )

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• Ah, let it drift, that boat of cypress wood  (Phyllis Batchelor, Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• How say they that the Ho is wide  (Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• My lord is gone away to serve the King  (Phyllis Batchelor, Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• Peach blossom after rain  (Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• The gourd has still its bitter leaves  (Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• The morning glory climbs above my head  (Phyllis Batchelor, Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• The rushes on the marsh are green  (Phyllis Batchelor, Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• The willows by the Eastern Gate  (Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• We load the sacrificial stands  (Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• White clouds are in the sky  (Phyllis Batchelor, Fritz Bennicke Hart) ⊗
• no. 34. The moon is shining on this borderland  (Phyllis Batchelor) ⊗