At Gong'an, Meditating On Antiquity
Dù Fǔ 712-770
The wilds lie vast upon Lu Meng's camp;
The Jiang deepens above Liu Bei's fort.
Wintry skies hasten short the days;
Windswept waves draw level with clouds.
Gallant & free: bond of ruler and aide;
Soaring aloft: his fame for waging war.
I tether my boat by the reach on ahead--
A long shrill cry, of feelings overfull.
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