THE SHE KING; OR, THE BOOK OF ANCIENT POETRY

THE SHE KING; OR, THE BOOK OF ANCIENT POETRY THE SHE KING; OR, THE BOOK OF ANCIENT POETRY

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808 THE BOOK OF POETET. [PAET III. BK II. iv.] THE BOOK OP POETET. 309 8 The feasting o'er, from bow, Lacquered and strong and bright, Four well-poised shafts each sends, That in the target light. The guests are ranged as they The mark have nearest hit. ' They shoot again; the shafts Are fairly lodged in it. Their bearing then is judged; Each takes his final place, As mild propriety Has round him thrown its grace. 4 The long-descended king Presides, and ends the feast. With spirits sweet and strong From vase he cheers each guest. And for the old he prays, While all with rapture glow, That they the wrinkled back And whitening hair may show; Striving with mutual help In virtue's onward ways, And brightest happiness Thus crown their latest days. III. The Ke tsuy ; narrative. RESPONSIVE TO THE LAST ;—THE UNCLES AND BROTHERS OP THE KING EXPRESS THEIR SENSE OP HIS KIND NESS, AND THEIR WISHES FOR HIS HAPPINESS, MOSTLY IN THE WORDS IN WHICH THE PEESONATORS OP THE DEAD HAD CONVEYED THE SATISFACTION OF HIS ANCESTORS WITH THE SACRIFICE OFFERED TO THEM AND PROMISED TO HIM THEIR BLESSING. 1 You gave us of the brimming cup, And crowned us with your grace. Great king, for ever may you live With brightening happiness! 2 You gave us of the brimming cup, And dainty viands spread. May you, great king, for ever live ! Your splendour never fade ! 3 Yea, perfect may your wisdom be. Achieving its high aim ! " First ends in last; last springs from first; J Revealed, that message came. 4 What said the message from your sires ? " Vessels and gifts are clean; And all your friends, assisting you, Behave with reverent mien. 5 " Most reverently you did your part, And reverent by your side Your son appeared. On you henceforth Shall ceaseless blessings bide. 6 '' What shall the ceaseless blessing be ? That in your palace high For myriad years you dwell in peace, Rich in posterity. 7 " What of the sons shall from you flow ? Through you, thus blessed of Heaven, Those myriad years of royal sway Shall to your sons be given. 8 " And whence shall come that lustrous race ? From your heroic wife. From her shall come the line of sons To live again your life." IV. The Hoo e; allusive. AN ODE, APPROPRIATE TO THE FEAST GIVEN TO THE PERSONATORS OF THE DEPARTED, ON THE DAY AFTER THE SACRIFICE IN THE ANCESTRAL TEMPLE. There was a supplementary repetition of the sacrifices on the day after the more solemn service; and at the close, all the representatives or per- sonators of the Spirits on the preceding day were feasted, as they had not been at the feast with which its proceedings had been wound up. The materials of the feast, Choo says, were the remains of the sacrifice of the previous day, warmed up again. The birds are spoken of as on the King, in consequence of the nearness of that river to the capital.

310 THE BOOK OF POETET. [PAET III. 1 How the flocks of the wild-ducks and widgeons play, As they now skim the King, and now seek their prey ! How happy the birds ! And not less joy inspires Those who yesterday played the part of your sires. Your viands are fragrant; your spirits are clear. They feast and they drink; and all happy appear. Complete is the honour you render them here ! 2 The wild-ducks and widgeons now see on the sand, As along the King's banks they move or they stand ! How happy the birds ! And now here, as their due, Those who sat as your sires are feasted by you. Abundant your spirits, your viands are good. They feast and they drink in their happiest mood. Ne'er before on the summit of honour they stood. 3 Round the islets the wild-ducks and widgeons fly, And on the land settle with loud scream and cry. How happy the birds ! And with joy those are filled, Who with fathers long gone were yesterday thrilled. Your viands are sliced, and your spirits are strained. They feast and they drink, with new happiness gained From this glory they now from you have obtained. 4 The wild-ducks and widgeons behold on the wing, Where their tribute the streamlets pay to the King ! How happy the birds ! And how honoured are those, In whom your sires yesterday found their repose ! The feast in the ancestral temple is spread, Where blessing and dignity most are conveyed. Of each feaster what happiness now crowns the head ! 5 Where the stream through the rocks its way seems to forge, Many wild-ducks and widgeons rest in the gorge. How happy the birds ! As complacent are they, Through whom your great fathers their will did convey. Your exquisite spirits, your meat broiled and roast, That they have partaken those feasters can boast. Henceforth shall their minds by no troubles be tossed ! BK II. v.] THE BOOK OF POETET. 311 v. The Kea loK ; narrative. IN PEAISE or SOME KJXO,—PERHAPS KING CHING,—WHOSE VIRTUE SECURED TO HIM THE FAVOUR OF HEAVEN ; AUSPICING FOB HIM ALT, HAPPINESS, AND ESPECIALLY A LINE OF DIS TINGUISHED POSTERITY. PROBABLY THE RESPONSE OF THE PERSONA- TOBS OF THE DEPARTED TO THE PRECEDING PIECE. 1 What brilliant virtue does our king, Whom all admire and love, display ! People and officers all sing The praise of his impartial sway. Heaven to his sires the kingdom gave, And him with equal favour views. Heaven's strength and aid will ever save The throne whose grant it oft renews. 2 By virtue sought, fresh honours shine; All other b essings follow sure. Admired aud reverent, lo ! his line Through myriad ages shall endure. From error free, to duty true, They rule the States, they fill the throne. Nor shall they fail with homage due The olden statutes aye to own. 3 A bearing high and self-restrained May they in all their conduct show ! And thus their virtuous fame unstained With lapse of time still brighter grow ! From jealousies and envies free, May they advance the good to place ! And blessings, boundless in degree, Their rule through all our regions grace! 4 When so those sons of Heaven shall sway, Nor greater cares their care withdraw From smallest things, friends shall obey, And find repose beneath their law. Love shall around them cast its chain, Kings who not idly fill their seat. The people restful peace shall gain, And each king with their praises greet.

808 <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BOOK</strong> <strong>OF</strong> POETET. [PAET III. BK II. iv.] <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BOOK</strong> OP POETET. 309<br />

8 The feasting o'er, from bow,<br />

Lacquered and strong and bright,<br />

Four well-poised shafts each sends,<br />

That in the target light.<br />

The guests are ranged as they<br />

The mark have nearest hit.<br />

' They shoot again; the shafts<br />

Are fairly lodged in it.<br />

Their bearing then is judged;<br />

Each takes his final place,<br />

As mild propriety<br />

Has round him thrown its grace.<br />

4 The long-descended king<br />

Presides, and ends the feast.<br />

With spirits sweet and strong<br />

From vase he cheers each guest.<br />

And for the old he prays,<br />

While all with rapture glow,<br />

That they the wrinkled back<br />

And whitening hair may show;<br />

Striving with mutual help<br />

In virtue's onward ways,<br />

And brightest happiness<br />

Thus crown their latest days.<br />

III.<br />

The Ke tsuy ; narrative. RESPONSIVE TO <strong>THE</strong> LAST ;—<strong>THE</strong> UNCLES<br />

AND BRO<strong>THE</strong>RS OP <strong>THE</strong> <strong>KING</strong> EXPRESS <strong>THE</strong>IR SENSE OP HIS KIND<br />

NESS, AND <strong>THE</strong>IR WI<strong>SHE</strong>S F<strong>OR</strong> HIS HAPPINESS, MOSTLY IN <strong>THE</strong> W<strong>OR</strong>DS<br />

IN WHICH <strong>THE</strong> PEESONAT<strong>OR</strong>S OP <strong>THE</strong> DEAD HAD CONVEYED <strong>THE</strong><br />

SATISFACTION <strong>OF</strong> HIS ANCEST<strong>OR</strong>S WITH <strong>THE</strong> SACRIFICE <strong>OF</strong>FERED TO<br />

<strong>THE</strong>M AND PROMISED TO HIM <strong>THE</strong>IR BLESSING.<br />

1 You gave us of the brimming cup,<br />

And crowned us with your grace.<br />

Great king, for ever may you live<br />

With brightening happiness!<br />

2 You gave us of the brimming cup,<br />

And dainty viands spread.<br />

May you, great king, for ever live !<br />

Your splendour never fade !<br />

3 Yea, perfect may your wisdom be.<br />

Achieving its high aim !<br />

" First ends in last; last springs from first; J<br />

Revealed, that message came.<br />

4 What said the message from your sires ?<br />

" Vessels and gifts are clean;<br />

And all your friends, assisting you,<br />

Behave with reverent mien.<br />

5 " Most reverently you did your part,<br />

And reverent by your side<br />

Your son appeared. On you henceforth<br />

Shall ceaseless blessings bide.<br />

6 '' What shall the ceaseless blessing be ?<br />

That in your palace high<br />

For myriad years you dwell in peace,<br />

Rich in posterity.<br />

7 " What of the sons shall from you flow ?<br />

Through you, thus blessed of Heaven,<br />

Those myriad years of royal sway<br />

Shall to your sons be given.<br />

8 " And whence shall come that lustrous race ?<br />

From your heroic wife.<br />

From her shall come the line of sons<br />

To live again your life."<br />

IV.<br />

The Hoo e; allusive. AN ODE, APPROPRIATE TO <strong>THE</strong> FEAST GIVEN<br />

TO <strong>THE</strong> PERSONAT<strong>OR</strong>S <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> DEPARTED, ON <strong>THE</strong> DAY AFTER <strong>THE</strong><br />

SACRIFICE IN <strong>THE</strong> ANCESTRAL TEMPLE.<br />

There was a supplementary repetition of the sacrifices on the day after<br />

the more solemn service; and at the close, all the representatives or per-<br />

sonators of the Spirits on the preceding day were feasted, as they had not<br />

been at the feast with which its proceedings had been wound up. The<br />

materials of the feast, Choo says, were the remains of the sacrifice of the<br />

previous day, warmed up again.<br />

The birds are spoken of as on the King, in consequence of the nearness<br />

of that river to the capital.

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