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 following my ancient custom, I send you these three couplets:

'' I remember how once I wrote you a letter sitting in the Palace at night, At the back of the Hall of Golden Bells, when dawn was coming in the sky. This night I fold your letter—in what place? Sitting in a cottage on Lu Shan, by the light of a late lamp. The caged bird and fettered ape are neither of them dead yet; In the world of men face to face will they ever meet again? ''

O Wei-chih, Wei-chih! This night, this heart—do you know them or not? Lo-t'ien bows his head.