| Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 1912–22. | | | | Fighting at Lung-tou | | By Arthur Waley, trans. |
| | From “Chinese Poems”
Hsü-ling—Sixth Century A. D.
THE ROAD that separates me mounts eight thousand feet, | |
| The river that parts me hangs one hundred fathoms | |
| In summer the brambles so thick that one cannot pass— | |
| In winter the snow so high that one cannot climb! | |
| With branches that interlace Lung Valley is dark; | 5 |
| Against cliffs that tower one’s voice beats and echoes. | |
| I turn my head and it seems only a dream | |
| That I ever lived in the streets of Hsien-yang. | | | | |
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