FROM THE CHINESE, by JOHN GOULD FLETCHERPoet's Biography
First Line: The lanterns dangle at the end of long wires Last Line: Rattle them together, rending their crimson sides!
The lanterns dangle at the end of long wires, The breeze bobs them to and fro. My soul is in love with that lazy lantern-dance. Oh, how the autumn gusts through the dark gardens Rattle them together, rending their crimson sides!
