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At Dreadloch Gorge, Meditating On Antiquity
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Dù Fǔ 712-770
As the southwest's myriad straths outpour,
Even mighty foes--paired cliffs--divide.
The earth from its mountain roots severed;
The Jiang from its Moon Grottoes arrived.
Pared to a fit, facing White Lord;
Curved in a void, hiding Sun Terrace.
Tho' His Deed of dredging & boring was fair,
The power of the Potter's Wheel is immense!
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QúTánɡ Huái Gǔ
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Dù Fǔ 712-770
Xīnán wànhè zhù,
Qínɡdí liǎnɡyá kāi.
Dì yǔ shānɡēn liè,
Jiānɡ cónɡ yuèkū lái.
Xuē chénɡ dānɡ báidì,
Kōnɡqǔ yǐn yánɡtái.
Shū záo ɡōnɡ suī měi,
Táojūn lì dà zāi.
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