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50. THE IMPERIAL CONCUBINE
When a little child,
She was reared in a golden house,
Now ripe and lovely, she dwells
In the imperial palace of purple.
She will come forth from the innermost chamber,
A mountain flower in her glossy hair,
Robed in pink embroidered silk;
And always return at evening,
Accompanying the imperial palanquin.
Only, alas!— the hours of dance and song
Swiftly vanish into the sky
To tint, perhaps, the flying clouds in happy colors!
She was reared in a golden house,
Now ripe and lovely, she dwells
In the imperial palace of purple.
She will come forth from the innermost chamber,
A mountain flower in her glossy hair,
Robed in pink embroidered silk;
And always return at evening,
Accompanying the imperial palanquin.
Only, alas!— the hours of dance and song
Swiftly vanish into the sky
To tint, perhaps, the flying clouds in happy colors!
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