East I look to my homestead, O long, long is the way;
My pair of sleeves all dampened, my tears still rolling away.
Here we meet on horseback, no paper nor pen in hand,
So I say: I' m safe and well, sir—O, tell them this, I pray.
Cen Shen (715-770)
Translated by Andrew W.F. Wong (Huang Hongfa)
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