| Serving the spirits of the dead |
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| Plum-blossoms! is it that the sap |
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| Oh! little butterfly, with wings |
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| The Brook of Hatsuse |
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| When from the skies, that wintry gloom enshrouds |
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| Pity the dewy pearl be thrown |
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| Oh! the white clouds! nay, rather blossoms |
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| Oh! the camellia, which ne'er |
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| The Bridge to Heaven |
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| Of all the days and months that hurry by |
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