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THE SHE KING; OR, THE BOOK OF ANCIENT POETRY

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60 <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BOOK</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>POETRY</strong>. [PAET I. BK I. iv.] <strong>THE</strong> <strong>BOOK</strong> <strong>OF</strong> POETKY. 61<br />

The maiden modest, virtuous, coy, is found;<br />

Strike every lute, and joyous welcome sound.<br />

Ours now, the duckweed from the stream we bear.<br />

And cook to use with other viands rare.<br />

He has the maiden, modest, virtuous, bright;<br />

Let bells and drums proclaim our great delight.<br />

II.<br />

The KoJi fan; narrative. CELEBRATING <strong>THE</strong> INDUSTRY AND DUTI-<br />

FULNESS <strong>OF</strong> <strong>KING</strong> WAN'S QUEEN.<br />

It is supposed to have been made, and however that was, it is to be read<br />

as if it had been made, by the queen herself. The old interpreters held<br />

that the piece was of T'ae-sze in her virgin prime, intent on all woman's<br />

work, and they placed it among the allusive pieces. The first two stanzas<br />

might be thus explained ; but the third requires too much straining to<br />

admit of a proleptical interpretation as to what the virgin would do in<br />

the future when a married wife.<br />

1 Sweet was the scene. The spreading dolichos<br />

Extended far, down to the valley's depths,<br />

With leaves luxuriant. The orioles<br />

Fluttered around, and on the bushy trees<br />

In throngs collected,—whence their pleasant notes<br />

Resounded far in richest melody.<br />

2 The spreading dolichos extended far,<br />

Covering the valley's sides, down to its depths,<br />

With leaves luxuriant and dense. I cut<br />

It down, then boiled, and from the fibres span<br />

Of cloth, both fine and coarse, large store,<br />

To wear, unwearied of such simple dress.<br />

3 Now back to my old home, my parents dear<br />

To see, I go. The matron I have told.<br />

Who will announcement make. Meanwhile my clothes,<br />

My private clothes I wash, and rinse my robes.<br />

Which of them need be rinsed ? and which need not ?<br />

My parents dear to visit, back I go.<br />

III.<br />

The E'euen-urlt,; narrative. LAMENTING <strong>THE</strong> ABSENCE <strong>OF</strong> A CHER<br />

I<strong>SHE</strong>D FRIEND, PROBABLY <strong>OF</strong> A HUSBAND.<br />

The old interpreters thought that this ode celebrated T'ae-sze for being<br />

earnestty bent on getting the court of Chow filled with worthy ministers,<br />

for sympathizing with faithful officers in their toils on distant expeditions,<br />

and for suggesting to king Wan to feast them on their return. It is<br />

astonishing that the imperial editors should still lean to this view; on<br />

which the piece belongs to the allusive class.<br />

Choo ascribes the ode to T'ae-sze, whose husband, " the mnn of her<br />

heart," is absent on some toilsomp expedition, and for whose return she<br />

longs in vain. I must drop the idea of T'ae-s/.e altogether, and can make<br />

nothing more of the piece than I have stated. We must read it as if it<br />

were from the pencil of its subject, and narrative.<br />

1 Though small my basket, all my toil<br />

Filled it with mouse-ears but in part.<br />

I set it on the path, and sighed<br />

For the dear master of my heart.<br />

2 My steeds, o'er-tasked, their progress stayed,<br />

When midway up that rocky height.<br />

Give me a cup from that gilt vase,—<br />

When shall this longing end in sight ?<br />

3 To mount that lofty ridge I drove,<br />

Until my steeds all changed their hue. .<br />

A cup from that rhinoceros' horn<br />

May help my longing to subdue.<br />

4 Striving to reach that flat-topped hill,<br />

My steeds, worn out, relaxed their strain;<br />

My driver also sank oppressed :—<br />

I'll never see my lord again !<br />

IV.<br />

The Rim-mnli; allusive. CELEBRATING T'AE-SZE'S FREEDOM FROM<br />

JEALOUSY, AND <strong>OF</strong>FERING FERVENT WI<strong>SHE</strong>S F<strong>OR</strong> HER HAPPINESS.<br />

Tlie piece is supposed to be from the ladies of king Wan's harem, in<br />

praise of T'ae-sze, who was not jealous of them, but cherished them<br />

rather, as the great tree does the creepers that twine round it.<br />

1 In the South are the trees whose branches are bent,<br />

And droop in such fashion that o'er their extent<br />

All the dolichos' creepers fast cling.<br />

See our princely lady, from whom we have got<br />

Rejoicing that's endless ! May Jicr happy lot<br />

And her honours repose ever bring !<br />

V

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