| Day closes, / Time to feast and rest |
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| I've forgotten the net and rod |
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| Silver scales and jade scales |
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| Let's stop angling and see |
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| The Sun's fair rays are shining |
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| Gently, the side wind blowing |
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| Let's tread on fragrant grasses |
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| Let's return to the shore |
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| A Scatter of silver dews |
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow, we have tomorrow |
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