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 * 56. THE INTRUDER

The grass of Yen is growing green and long £Q While in Chin the leafy mulberry branches hang low. /^v£ Even now while my longing heart is breaking,

Are you thinking, my dear, of coming back to me?

— wind of spring, you are a stranger, Why do you enter through the silken curtains of my bower?

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