“Now, the phoenix dispossessed,
In the shrine crows make their nest.
Withered is the jasmine rare,
Fair is foul, and foul is fair,
Light is darkness, darkness day,
Sad at heart I haste away.”
— Qu Yuan 屈原 340 – 278 BCE via Arthur Waley
(Qū Yuán)
"King of the Water Immortals"
from Li Sao
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