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Twenty five Chinese poems - Spring - Grief
Identifier
012687
Type of Spiritual Experience
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GRIEF
(A SONG TO MOURN MY MAIDEN IN THE
LATTER PART OF THE SPRING)
Now have I bidden farewell to the Spring
that is ah ! how fleet,
And a long farewell to my lover; alas,
how long is the pain !
Truly the flowers in a year will blossom
afresh at my feet,
But never the season return when I and
my darling shall meet.
Who gave me a gift so precious but left
me to love it in vain ?
The Master of Magic who sent it could
surely restore it again.
If only to darken the darkness, O Thou in
Thy heavens above,
Why dost Thou light for a moment the
lamp of a beautiful thing ?
Who is there now that will carry my little
wine-gourd for love
When I go next year to the meadows to
look on the joy of the spring ?