| Ze-bi: By That Swamp's Shore |
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| For me who am sitting |
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| If I were to spend the night |
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| Stone Fish Lake |
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| The Leaves of the trees are falling |
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| On Board Ship: Reading Yüan Chen's Poems |
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| The Old of times |
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| Because upon the rocks |
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| In the quiet of the morning I heard a knock at my door |
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| On the Birth of His Son |
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