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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447723" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sorrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the melody of &quot;Sheng Sheng Man&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pine and peak<br>And questless seek<br>Groping and moping to linger and languish<br>Anon to wander and wonder, glare, stare and start<br> Flesh chill'd<br> Ghost thrilled<br> With grim dart<br>And keen canker of rankling anguish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sudden a gleam<br>Of fair weather felt<br>But fled as fast -- and the ice-cold season stays.<br>How hard to have these days<br>In rest or respite, peace or truce.<br>Sip upon sip of tasteless wine<br>Is of slight use<br>To counter or quell<br>The fierce lash of the evening blast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wild geese -- see --<br>Fly overhead<br>Ah, there's the grief<br>That's chief -- grief beyond bearing,<br>Wild fowl far faring<br>In days of old you sped<br>Bearing my true love's tender thoughts to me.<br>Lo, how my lawn is rife with golden blooms<br>Of bunched chrysanthemums -- <br>Weary their heads they bow.<br>Who cares to pluck them now?<br>While I the casement keep<br>Lone, waiting, waiting for night<br> And, as the shades fall<br>Upon broad leaves, sparse rain-drops drip.<br> Ah, such a plight<br>Of grief -- grief unbearable, unthinkable.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Li+Ching+Chao">Li Ching Chao</a><div class=q>
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I pine and peak
And questless seek
Groping and moping to linger and languish
Anon to wander and wonder, glare, stare and start
 Flesh chill'd
 Ghost thrilled
 With grim dart
And keen canker of rankling..."></div>
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