Now that I am old, unable to endure seeing myself in the mirror,
I have thought of a way to escape the sight of my own decrepitude.
Kinder to me, when I dress my hair, is the shadow from my lamp;
it shows me on the wall, yet does not show the frost that lies on my brow.
Yuan Mei (1716–1797), tr. Arthur Waley in Yuan Mei: Eighteenth Century Chinese Poet (1956)
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