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The Yeh Yu Man Ts‘ao; narrative and allusive. A lady rejoices in an unlawful connection which she had formed.

1On the moor, where thickly grew
Creeping grass, bent down with dew,
There a handsome man drew nigh,
’Neath whose forehead, broad and high,
Gleamed his clear and piercing eye.
’Twas by accident we met;
Glad was I my wish to get. p. 103

2Where the grass creeps o’er the moor,
With the dew all covered o’er,
There the finest man found I,
’Bove whose clear and piercing eye,
Rose his forehead, broad and high.
Chance gave us a meeting rare,
And we both were happy there.

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