Poems of Yu Xuanji
Mourning Someone Else's Wife
Once I saw a young peachtree, beautiful as jade,
Her beauty like the wind-blown willows.
She married into a dragon's den, where no one did she see.
Sitting alone at her mirror, who was she speaking to?
After that, a sad nightmare, a night of misty rain.
Unendurable bitter cries. Unendurable silence.
Sunset on the western hills. Moonrise in the east.
Worst thing about her story: she was pregnant at the time.
A poem, I think, from the years of Yu Xuanji's marriage (860-863) and an end to this sad story.