Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen, We daren’t go a-hunting, For fear of little men from “The Fairies” by William Allingham

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GREEN MOUN­TAIN
By Li Bai

You ask me why I dwell in the green moun­tain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men.

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