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DONG FANG ZHI RI

The sun is in the east,
And that lovely girl,
Is in my chamber.
She is in my chamber;
She treads in my footsteps, and comes to me.
The moon is in the east,
And that lovely girl,
Is inside my door.
She is inside my door;
She treads in my footsteps, and hastens away.
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IATHPublished by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003 by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia