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Long since the fame of Tung-ting Lake I knew.
At last from Yo-yang Tower its truth I view.
To south and east two countries it divides;
While Earth and Sky swim ever on its tides.


No friend and no relation here engage.
This lonely boat my all in sickly age.
The war horse tramps the hills 'twixt home and me.
Yea, o'er this rail my tears fall bitterly.