Chapters 21
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1 01 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by AD 1:11
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Zhou Shu.
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2 02 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by AG 0:45
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long, silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Changzhou Shu.
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3 03 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by ALP 0:58
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink. As bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang-Zhou-Tzu.
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4 04 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by BK 1:08
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea.
From the Chinese of Changzhou-su.
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5 05 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by CJPH 0:59
Located in Ballyclare, County Antrim, Northern Ireland. I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honouring me. With a long silver look, I blink as bats fly back across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets who mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Changzhou Shou.
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6 06 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by DBG 0:53
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Zhou Xu.
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7 07 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by DD 0:56
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly back across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Jiu Shu.
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8 08 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by DL 1:06
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats apply black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror. And poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Jiang Zho Shū.
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9 09 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by EA 0:59
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Changzhou Shu.
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10 10 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by EL 1:22
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her.
I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon.
And I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look.
I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me.
The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, And poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea.
From the Chinese of Chang-zhou-su.
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11 11 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by ETJ 1:01
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Jiang Shu Su.
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12 12 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by FH 0:53
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poet her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moon-lit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Jo Shu.
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13 13 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by GB 1:06
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea.
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14 14 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by GD 1:05
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find a singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Zhang Zhou Su.
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15 15 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by GRS 1:09
GrahamScottAudio.com I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I'm looking at the moon. And I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, and when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea.
From the Chinese of Changzhou Xu.
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16 16 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by KP 0:52
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang-Zhou Shoo.
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17 17 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by KS 0:50
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I've no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I'm looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang-Tzu Suu.
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18 18 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by LAH 1:03
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink. As bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea.
From the Chinese of Changzhou Su.
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19 19 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by LCW 0:57
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray, but when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Zhou Xu.
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20 20 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by PMC 0:53
I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I'm looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honoring me with a long silver look. I blink as bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head, the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Changzhou Shu.
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21 21 - A Poet Looks At The Moon - Read by RWR 0:57
W. Raptor. I hear a woman singing in my garden, but I look at the moon in spite of her. I have no thought of trying to find the singer singing in my garden. I am looking at the moon, and I think the moon is honouring me with a long silver look. I blink. As bats fly black across the ray. But when I raise my head the silver look is still upon me. The moon delights to make eyes of poets her mirror, and poets are many as dragon scales on the moonlit sea. From the Chinese of Chang Zhou Su.