On Hearing Her Play The Harp by Li Tüan

Her hands of white jade by a window of snow
Are glimmering on a golden-fretted harp–
And to draw the quick eye of Chou Yü,
She touches a wrong note now and then.

translated by Witter Bynner & Kiang Kang-hu

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