on the way to the temple
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On the Way to the TempleAuthor(s): Wang Wei, Witter Bynner and Kiang Kang-huSource: Poetry, Vol. 19, No. 5 (Feb., 1922), p. 236Published by: Poetry FoundationStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20573433 .
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POETRY: 4 Magazine of Verse
Seems a fellow-voyager Returning with the evening-birds. A ruined city-wall overtops an old ferry, Autumn sunset floods the peaks. . .. Far away, beside Mount Sung, I shall rest and close my door.
A MESSAGE TO P AI TI
Cold and blue now are the mouLntains From autumn-rain that beat all day. By my thatch-door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind. Sunset lingers at the ferry, Cooking-smoke floats up from the houses. . Oh, when shall 1 pledge Chieh-yu again, And sing a wild poem at Five Willows!
ON THE WAY TO THE TEMPLE
Not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance, I have roamed, under miles of mountain-cloud, Old woods without a human track. But far on the height I hear a bell, A rillet sings over winding rocks, The sun is tempered by green pines... At twilight, close to an emptying pool, I lie and master the Passion-dragon.
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