A Wife's Memories

With taper rod of tall bamboo
You angle in the K’e,
Do I not go by dream to you
Who cannot come to me?

To left the Ts’euen waters roam,
The K’e flows on to right,
Ah! never gleams the newer home
Like that lost home to sight.

Leftward the Ts’euen stream beguiles,
And rightward calls the K’e,
Return, O light of happy smiles
And girdle-gems, to me!

The oars of cedar rise and fall
From boats of yellow pine,
Would I might roam the banks where all
The ghosts of girlhood shine!

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