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MEETING IN THE ROAD, by                    
First Line: In a narrow road where there was not room to pass
Last Line: And candles on its branches flaring away in the night
Subject(s): China - Early Period (to 200 B.c.)


IN a narrow road where there was not room to pass
My carriage met the carriage of a young man.
And while his axle was touching my axle
In the narrow road I asked him where he lived.
"The place where I live is easy enough to find,
Easy to find and difficult to forget.
The gates of my house are built of yellow gold,
The hall of my house is paved with white jade,
On the hall table flagons of wine are set,
I had summoned to serve me dancers of Han-tan.
In the midst of a courtyard grows a cassia-tree, --
And candles on its branches flaring away in the night.





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