Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD POEM: 13, by ANONYMOUS First Line: The years of a lifetime do not reach a hundred Last Line: But how can we hope to share his lot? Subject(s): China - Early Period (to 200 B.c.) | ||||||||
THE years of a lifetime do not reach a hundred, Yet they contain a thousand years' sorrow. When days are short and the dull nights long, Why not take a lamp and wander forth? If you want to be happy you must do it now, There is no waiting till an after-time. The fool who's loath to spend the wealth he's got Becomes the laughing-stock of after ages. It is true that Master Wang became immortal, But how can we hope to share his lot? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YEARS VANISH LIKE THE MORNING DEW by MEI SHENG THE MAN-WIND AND THE WOMAN-WIND by SUNG YU BLAMING SONS (AN APOLOGY FOR HIS OWN DRUNKENNESS) by T'AO CH'IEN READING THE BOOK OF HILLS AND SEAS by T'AO CH'IEN RETURNING TO THE FIELDS by T'AO CH'IEN TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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