O floating clouds that swim in heaven
Bear on your wings these words to him
Alas, you float along nor heed my pain,
And leave me here to love and long in
I see other dear ones to their homes
And for his coming shall not I too yearn?
Since my lord left – ah me, unhappy
My mirror’s dust has not been brushed
My heart, like running water, knows no
But bleeds and bleeds forever without
Hsu Kan, 2nd and 3rd cent. A. D.