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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373359" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Woman Of Quality</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Matchless in breeding and beauty,<br>a fine lady has taken refuge<br>in this forsaken valley.<br>She is of good family, she says,<br>but her fortune has withered away;<br>now she lives as the grass and trees.<br>When the heartlands fell to the rebels<br>her brothers were put to death;<br>birth and position availed nothing--<br>she was not even allowed<br>to bring home their bones for burial.<br>The world turns quickly against<br>those who have had their day--<br>fortune is a lamp-flame<br>flickering in the wind.<br>Her husband is a fickle fellow<br>who has a lovely new woman.<br>Even the vetch-tree is more constant,<br>folding its leaves every dusk,<br>and mandarin ducks<br>always sleep with their mates.<br>But he has eyes only<br>for his new woman's smile,<br>and his ears are deaf<br>to his first wife's weeping.<br>High in the mountains<br>spring water is clear as truth,<br>but when it reaches the lowlands<br>it is muddied with rumor.<br>Her serving-maid returns<br>from selling her pearls;<br>she drags a creeper over<br>to cover holes in the roof.<br>The flowers the lady picks<br>are not for her hair,<br>and the handfuls of cypress<br>are a bitter stay against hunger.<br>Her pretty blue sleeves<br>are too thin for the cold;<br>as evening falls<br>she leans on the tall bamboo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Du+Fu">Du Fu</a><div class=q>
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a fine lady has taken refuge
in this forsaken valley.
She is of good family, she says,
but her fortune has withered away;
now she lives as the grass and trees.
When the heartlands fell to the rebels
her brothers w..."></div>
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