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Looking for the Hermit and Not Finding Him, Jia Dao (Tang Shi #249)
I asked the boy beneath the pine,
Who told me, “Master’s gathering herbs.”
I can but stand amid these hills,
Not knowing where in the clouds you are.
寻隐者不遇
松下问童子，
言师采药去。
只在此山中，
云深不知处。
Lost in translation: the clouds are deep and the herbs are medicinal.
—L.
Who told me, “Master’s gathering herbs.”
I can but stand amid these hills,
Not knowing where in the clouds you are.
寻隐者不遇
松下问童子，
言师采药去。
只在此山中，
云深不知处。
Lost in translation: the clouds are deep and the herbs are medicinal.
—L.