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THE RIVER AND THE LEAF by PO CHU-YI

First Line: INTO THE NIGHT THE SOUNDS OF LUTING FLOW
Last Line: AND IN A DREAM GO DRIFTING DOWN THE HWAI.
Into the night the sounds of luting flow;
The west wind stirs amid the root-crop blue;
While envious fireflies spoil the twinkling dew,
And early wild-geese stem the dark Kin-ho.

Now great trees tell their secrets to the sky,
And hill on hill looms in the moon-clear night.
I watch one leaf upon the river light,
And in a dream go drifting down the Hwai.






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