[At this moment Lady Wang returns, beautifully dressed, and sits down by the door]
There sits, I see, a delicate young lady,
Before she had the appearance of an old wife,
Now she is transformed into a handsome young girl;
On the left, her hair is combed into a dragon’s head tuft,
On the right it is adorned tastefully with flowers.
Her lips are like plums, her mouth is all smiles,
Her eyes are brilliant as the phœnix’s; and
She stands on golden lilies, but two inches long.
[The jar at this moment falls, and is broken to pieces.]