Her tears are spent, but no dreams come.
She can hear the others singing through the night.
She has lost his love. Alone with her beauty,
She leans till dawn on her incense-pillow.
A Song Of The Palace.
Bai Juyi
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Poem topics: alone, beauty, lost, night, hear, pillow, dawn, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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