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��108. ON GOING TO VISIT A TAOIST RECLUSE
ON MOUNT TAI-TIEN, BUT FAILING
TO MEET HIM
A dog barks afar where the waters croon.
The peach flowers are deeper-tinted, wet with rain.
The wood is so thick that one espies a deer at times,
But cannot hear the noon bell in this lonely glen.
The wild bamboos sway in the blue mist,
And on the green mountainside flying cascades glistep
What way has he gone? There is none to tell;
Sadly I lean against a pine tree here and there.
��Mount Tai-tien is where Li Po used to live, and is Jcnown also as the Tai-kuang Mountain. Tu Fu men- tion it in one of his poems addressed to Li Po. See No. 127.
"So to your old place of reading in Mount Kuang." [156]
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