Thy chariot and horses
have gone, and I fret
And long for the lover
I ne’er can forget.
O wanderer, bound
in far countries to dwell,
Would I were thy shadow! –
I’d follow thee well.
And though clouds and though darkness
my presence should hide,
In the bright light of day
I would stand by thy side!
Fu Mi 3rd and 4th cent. A.D.