Li He Poems
|1.||Li Ping At The Vertical Harp||8/14/2012|
|2.||Walking Through The South Mountain Fields||8/14/2012|
|3.||Lament That The Days Are So Short||8/14/2012|
|4.||The King Of Ch'In Drinks Wine||8/14/2012|
|5.||Do Not Dance, Sir!||8/14/2012|
|7.||Throwing Off My Sadness||8/14/2012|
|8.||Thirteen Poems From My Southern Garden||8/14/2012|
|9.||Songs Of The Brazen Immortal Bidding Farewell To Han||8/14/2012|
|12.||Let's Drink Wine||8/14/2012|
|13.||Mount Wu Is High||8/14/2012|
|14.||A Ballad Of Heaven||8/14/2012|
|15.||Su Hsiao-Hsiao's Tomb||8/14/2012|
|16.||Ballad Of The Savage Tiger||8/14/2012|
|17.||Long Songs After Short Songs||8/14/2012|
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Long Songs After Short Songs
Long songs have split the collar of my robe,
Short songs have cropped my whitening hair.
The king of Ch'in is nowhere to be seen,
So dawn and dusk fever burns in me.
I drink wine from a pitcher when I'm thirsty,
Cut millet from the dike-top when I'm hungry.
Chill and forlorn, I see May pass me by,
And suddenly a thousand leagues grow green.
Endless, the mountain peaks at night,
The bright moon seems to fall among the crags.
As I wander about, searching along the rocks,
Its light shines out beyond those towering peaks.
Because I cannot roam round with the...
Riding alone on Scarlet Hare,
Out of the gates of Ch'in,
To weep at Gold Grain Mound
By funereal trees.
Rebellion in the north
Stains in the blue sky.
His dragon-sword cries out at night