The old gardens of Kusu Terraceare a wilderness, yet the willowsthat remain still put out new branches;lasses gathering water chestnutssing so loudly and with suchclarity, that the feeling of springreturns to us; but where once stoodthe palace of the King of Wu, nowonly the moon over thewest river once shone onthe lovely ladies there.
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