As down Mount Emerald at eve I came, <br /> The mountain moon went all the way with me. <br />Backward I looked, to see the heights aflame <br /> With a pale light that glimmered eerily. <br /> <br />A little lad undid the rustic latch <br /> As hand in hand your cottage we did gain, <br />Where green limp tendrils at our cloaks did catch, <br /> And dim bamboos o'erhung a shadowy lane. <br /> <br />Gaily I cried, "Here may we rest our fill!" <br /> Then choicest wines we quaffed; and cheerily <br />"The Wind among the Pines" we sang, until <br /> A few faint stars hung in the Galaxy. <br /> <br /> Merry were you, my friend: and drunk was I, <br /> Blissfully letting all the world go by.<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/down-from-the-mountain/
