AWAKENING
(After a Song by Ou-Yang Hsiu)
The chilled air shivers,
Dim ice-blooded, thin-souled crones
Hug haughtily indifferent fires.
The beaded icicles poise
Over specked patches of snow.
Dim ice-blooded, thin-souled crones
Hug haughtily indifferent fires.
The beaded icicles poise
Over specked patches of snow.
But they cannot fool me—
I know it is Spring;
For I saw a laughing girl
Slip furtively homeward
Through the dark.
I know it is Spring;
For I saw a laughing girl
Slip furtively homeward
Through the dark.
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