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Chinese Drinking Song
The old Bards leapt into the fiery Mountain,
And your wizard Herb-seller was caught away—
The old Seers drank at the Immortal Fountain
And took their flight. But where are such to-day?
And your wizard Herb-seller was caught away—
The old Seers drank at the Immortal Fountain
And took their flight. But where are such to-day?
Life like a violet flash of lightning blinds us,
And before our eyes recover is gone past,
The Earth and Sky grow giddy, Winter finds us—
Our childish faces wrinkled—far too fast.
And before our eyes recover is gone past,
The Earth and Sky grow giddy, Winter finds us—
Our childish faces wrinkled—far too fast.
Come, friend, whose shaky fist is on the wine here,
Why hesitate to drink? For whom do you wait?
What dancing-girls do you expect to dine here,
Or halt their chariot-wheels before our gate?
Why hesitate to drink? For whom do you wait?
What dancing-girls do you expect to dine here,
Or halt their chariot-wheels before our gate?
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