Long past midnight the wife hears
the goatsucker’s cry,
And rises to see that the
silk worms are fed ;
Alas! there’s the moon shining
low in the sky,
But her husband has not yet
come back to his bed.
Hsieh Fang-tề A.D. 1226-1289
Long past midnight the wife hears
the goatsucker’s cry,
And rises to see that the
silk worms are fed ;
Alas! there’s the moon shining
low in the sky,
But her husband has not yet
come back to his bed.
Hsieh Fang-tề A.D. 1226-1289