To the melody of "Yü Jia Ao" <br /> <br />Where in the heavens that mingle billowy clouds and <br />mists of morn <br />On the River of Stars awhirl go a-flutter a thousand <br />sails, <br />Even as one in a dream home-coming to God's abode, <br />I heard Heaven speak, <br />Softly inquiring whither was I bound. <br /> <br />I answered: "Long is the way; Ay me, and the day fails: <br />And for all my love of Poesy scarce a stirring line have <br />I found. <br />O'er winds of myriad leagues the Roc into flight would <br />break. <br />Winds, be not slowed <br />Till to the hills of Faëry my bark be borne!"<br /><br />Li Ch'ing Chao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dream-11/
