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Trysting Time

 I

A pretty girl at time o' gloaming
Hath whispered me to go and meet her
    Without the city gate.
I love her, but she tarries coming.
Shall I return, or stay and greet her? I burn, and wait.
II Truly she charmeth all beholders, 'Tis she hath given me this jewel, The jade of my delight; But this red jewel-jade that smoulders, To my desire doth add more fuel, New charms to-night.
III She has gathered with her lily fingers A lily fair and rare to see.
Oh! sweeter still the fragrance lingers From the warm hand that gave it me.

Poem by Confucius
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