Athwart the bed <br />I watch the moonbeams cast a trail <br />So bright, so cold, so frail, <br />That for a space it gleams <br />Like hoar-frost on the margin of my dreams. <br />I raise my head, -- <br />The splendid moon I see: <br />Then droop my head, <br />And sink to dreams of thee -- <br />My Fatherland, of thee!<br /><br />Li Po<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts-in-a-tranquil-night/
