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Ch'Ang Ch'Ien - A.D. 720

I SAT upon the mountainside and watched.
A tiny barque that skimmed across the lake,
Drifting, like human destiny upon
A world of hidden peril; then she sailed
From out my ken, and mingled with the blue
Of skies unfathomed, while the great round sun
Weakened towards the waves.

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