Twilight, ascending slowly from the east, / Entwin'd in duskier wreaths her braided locks / O'er the fair front and radiant eyes of day; […]
The carvings on the oak panels were ancient.
[M]y father is a man / Outlawed and exiled, under ban; / The price of blood is on his head, …
By the time I reached my sixtieth birthday, in 1970, I decided to retire. My son was grown and capable, with a good job in a chemical company; my son-in-law had his own construction firm in Taizhong.
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