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 83. TO THE FISHERMAN » ••

Shake not your crown, if perfumed;

Nor flap your garment, if spiced with Ian! ^tfL

It is better to hide the chaste soul's radiance, ^£2^

The world hates a thing too pure.

There goes the fisherman of Tsang-lang. -J

Await me, old man, I will go with you.

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