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75. PARTING AT A TAVERN OF CHIN-LING
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��The wind blows the willow bloom and fills the whole
tavern with fragrance While the pretty girls of Wu bid us taste the new wine. My good comrades of Chin-ling, hither you have come y
to see me off. *
I, going, still tarry; and we drain our cups evermore. ^V Pray ask the river, which is the longer of the two — wkfS& Its east-flowing stream, or the thoughts of ours at part-
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