IN THE COLD NIGHT de Yuan Mei

by - iunie 13, 2011

Reading in my book this cold night,
I have forgotten to go to sleep.
The perfumes have died on the gilded bed-cover;
The last smoke must have left the hearth
When I was not looking.
My beautiful friend snatches away the lamp.
Do you know what the time is?

(Yuan Mei, poet chinez, 1715-1797)

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