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A Feast of Lanterns ยท 1 passage
In the ravine the water wanders through; Soundless it laps the stems of tall bamboo. Westward a tiny strip of green all scrolled With fairy pennons flaunting, red and gold. Oh rare! Oh delicate is spring! Thatched roofs face one another. All day long Silent I dream. No bird breaks into song, The very hills are slumbering.
Source: Internet Sacred Text Archive, file cfu/fol/fol41.htm.
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