Nature
Bell Hill
Translated by L. Cranmer-Byng (1916) · From A Feast of Lanterns (1916)
Nature
In the ravine the water wanders through;
Soundless it laps the stems of tall bamboo.
Westward a tiny strip of green all scrolled
With fairy pennons flaunting, red and gold.
Oh rare! Oh delicate is spring!
Thatched roofs face one another. All day long
Silent I dream. No bird breaks into song,
The very hills are slumbering.
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Hsiu, Ou-yang. “Bell Hill.” Translated by L. Cranmer-Byng. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/ou-yang-hsiu/6/.
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Hsiu, Ou-yang. “Bell Hill.” Translated by L. Cranmer-Byng. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/ou-yang-hsiu/6/.
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