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The Night of Sorrow
by:
Li Bai
(701-762)
translated by Shigeyoshi Obata
A lovely woman rolls up
The delicate bamboo blind.
She sits deep within,
Twitching her moth eyebrows.
Who may it be
That grieves her heart?
On her face one sees
Only the wet traces of tears.
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