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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD POEM: 6, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: Crossing the river I pluck hibiscus-flowers
Last Line: "always fretting, till we are grown old!"
Subject(s): China - Early Period (to 200 B.c.)
First Line: Crossing the river I pluck hibiscus-flowers
Last Line: "always fretting, till we are grown old!"
Subject(s): China - Early Period (to 200 B.c.)
CROSSING the river I pluck hibiscus-flowers:
In the orchid-swamps are many fragrant herbs.
I gather them, but who shall I send them to?
My love is living in lands far away.
I turn and look towards my own country:
The long road stretches on for ever.
The same heart, yet a different dwelling:
Always fretting, till we are grown old!
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