Wine bottle lantern

帘外雨潺潺，

春意阑珊，

罗衾不耐五更寒。

梦里不知身是客，一晌贪欢。

For, lady, you deserve this state,

Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear

Time’s winged chariot hurrying near;

And yonder all before us lie, Deserts of vast eternity..