from The Book of Songs: untitled poem 2

The two of you went off in a boat,
Floating, floating far away.
Longingly I think of you;
My heart within is sore.

The two of you went off in a boat,
Floating, floating you sped away.
Longingly I think of you.
Oh may you come to no harm!

translated by Arthur Waley

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