My sleep last night was troubled by a violent storm outside,
And when I work I still felt dizzy from the lingering effect of
wine ;
Anxiously I asked the maid who rolled up the bamboo curtains,
To my surprise came her reply, "The flowers are all right. "
"But that's impossible, and don't you know all would remain a scene,
Of petals fallen and leaves of their company sorrowfully deprived!"
