Love Poems – Page 2824
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Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Diamond
the poet Wong, after he had delighted a company of mandarins at a feast, sat silent in the midst of his household. He explained, “The diamond sparkles only when it is in the light.” -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Estuary
some one complained to the Master, “After many lessons I do not fully understand your doctrine.” In response the Master pointed to the tide in the mouth of the river, and asked, “How wide is the as in this place?” -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Intoxicated Poet
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue, spoke thus: “More fragrant than the heliotrope, which blooms all the year round, better than vermilion letters on tablets of sendal, are thy kisses, thou shy one!” -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Jonquils
i have heard that a certain princess, when she found that she had been married by a demon, wove a wreath of jonquils and sent it to the lover of former days. -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Marigold
even as the seed of the marigold, carried by the wind, lodges on the roofs of palaces, and lights the air with flame-colored blossoms, so may the child-like words of the insignificant poet confer honor on lofty and disdainful mandarins. -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Mermaid
the sailor boy who leant over the side of the Junk of Many Pearls, and combed the green tresses of the sea with his ivory fingers, believing that he had heard the voice of a mermaid, cast his body down between the waves. -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Middle Kingdom
the emperors of fourteen dynasties, clad in robes of yellow silk embroidered with the Dragon, wearing gold diadems set with pearls and rubies, and seated on thrones of incomparable ivory, have ruled over the Middle Kingdom for four thousand years. -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Milky Way
my mother taught me that every night a procession of junks carrying lanterns moves silently across the sky, and the water sprinkled from their paddles falls to the earth in the form of dew. I no longer believe that the stars are junks carrying lanterns, no longer that the dew is shaken from their… -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Onion
the child who threw away leaf after leaf of the many-coated onion, to get to the sweet heart, found in the end that he had thrown away the heart itself. -
Scented Leaves from a Chinese Jar - The Sea-Shell
to the passionate lover, whose sighs come back to him on every breeze, all the world is like a murmuring sea-shell.
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