That day you finished it, so long ago, And looked upon your work and called it good. That stretches upward towards the Great Divide. We never tire of looking at each other - Only the mountain and I. By Li Bai Back to top Epitaph on an Army of Mercenaries These, in the day when heaven was falling, the hour when earth's foundation fled, followed their mercenary calling and took their wages and are dead. Please, follow me as I attempt do my part to help, if nothing else, waste your valuable time. Please contribute the next line to our poem.
White water rushes round the eastern town.
Right here is where, alone and restless, he Begins a journey of a thousand miles. While travelers' intents are fleeting clouds, A friend's affection is a setting sun. He waves good-bye, and as he goes from here, His dappled horse lets out a lonely neigh. By Li Bai Tr. If you would like to send Chris your favorite Poem for consideration for this page, please send him an email.