Li Bai (701-762), Chinese poet
translated by Shigeyoshi Obata (1888-1971)
To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows,
We drained a hundred jugs of wine.
A splendid night it was. . . .
In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed,
But at last drunkenness overtook us;
And we laid ourselves down on the empty mountain,
The earth for pillow, and the great heaven for coverlet.
from The Works of Li Po, the Chinese Poet (1921)
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