Visit to the Cold Clear Spring

by Li Po

English version by L. Cranmer-Byng
Original Language Chinese

Ah! when the darkness blinds the orb of day
This cold clear spring chatters my grief away,
And, as the current whirls along,
She lilts a little wordless song;
This little wizard, clear and cold,
Echoes the thoughts I left untold,
And for music I have the sound
Of the tall pines surging round.

-- from A Feast of Lanterns, Translated by L. Cranmer-Byng

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