To Wang Lun

Li Po

I was about to sail away in a junk,
When suddenly I heard
The sound of stamping and singing on the bank
It was you and your friends come to bid me farewell.
The Peach Flower Lake is a thousand fathoms deep,
But it cannot compare, O Wang Lun,
With the depth of your love for me.

Next 10 Poems

• Li Po : Under The Moon
• Li Po : Visiting A Taoist On Tiatien Mountain
• Li Po : Waterfall At Lu-shan
• Li Po : Ziyi Song
• Edgar Allan Poe : A Dream
• Edgar Allan Poe : A Dream Within A Dream
• Edgar Allan Poe : A Paean
• Edgar Allan Poe : A Valentine
• Edgar Allan Poe : Al Aaraaf
• Edgar Allan Poe : Al Aaraaf: Part 01

Previous 10 Poems

• Li Po : To Tu Fu From Shantung
• Li Po : To Tan-ch'iu
• Li Po : To His Two Children
• Li Po : Through The Yangzi Gorges
• Li Po : Threewith The Moon And His Shadow
• Li Po : Thoughts In A Tranquil Night
• Li Po : The Old Dust
• Li Po : The Cold Clear Spring At Nanyang
• Li Po : Taking Leave Of A Friend
• Li Po : Summer In The Mountains