Lament Of The Frontier Guard Comments
By the North Gate, the wind blows full of sand,
Lonely from the beginning of time until now!
Trees rail, the grass goes yellow with autumn.
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........war is never beautiful ★ A turmoil of wars-men, spread over the middle kingdom, Three hundred and sixty thousand, And sorrow, sorrow like rain. Sorrow to go, and sorrow, sorrow returning. Desolate, desolate fields, And no children of warfare upon them,
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This translation is by Ezra Pound. Typo: 3rd line: read fall for rail; Typo: next to last line: not Rihaku's but Rihoku's