THE SHE KING; OR, THE BOOK OF ANCIENT POETRY

120 THE BOOK OF POETET. [PART I. BE VII. III.] THE BOOK OF POETET. 121
And when we to our homes repair,
We'll send to you our richest fare,
Such is the love to you we bear!
3 Those robes your character beseem;
When they are worn we'll make you new.
Now for your court! oh ! there we deem
It pleasure great your form to view.
And when we to our homes repair,
We'll send to you our richest fare,
Such is the love to you we bear!
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The Tseang Cleung-tsze; narrative. A LADY BEGS HER LOVEB TO
LET HEE ALONE, AND NOT EXCITE THE SUSPICIONS OF HEE PABENXB
AND OTHEES.
1 My worthy Chung, I pray,
Do not in such a way
Into my hamlet bound,
My willow trees to wound.
For them I do not care,
But you my parents scare.
'Tis their words I fear.
You, Chung, have my heart;
But their words severe
Will cause me to smart.
2 My worthy Chung, I pray,
Do not in such a way
Come leaping o'er my wall,
And make the branches fall
From my mulberry tree.
That does not trouble me,
But my brothers all see.
'Tis their words I fear.
You, Chung, have my heart;
But their words severe
Will cause me to smart.
3 My worthy Chung, I pray,
Do not in such a way
Into my garden jump,
My sandal trees to thump.
For them I do not care,
But people grow aware
What 'tis that brings you there.
'Tis their words I fear.
You, Chung, have my heart ;
But their words severe
Will cause me to smart.
The Shiih yu, t'een; narrative.
SHUH-TWAJT WAS BEGAUDED.
IIL
THE ADMIRATION WITH WHICH
Duke Woo was succeeded by his son Woo-shang, known as duke Chwang,
in B.C. 742. To this son his mother had a great dislike, while a younger
brother (Shuh), named Twan, was her favourite; and the two plotted
together to get possession of the State. Shuh was a dashing young fel
low ; but his character otherwise was the reverse of being worthy of
admiration, and we must suppose that this ode and the next merely ex
press the sentiments of his partisans.
1 To the hunt Shuh has gone,
And people there are none
Remaining in the street.
Perhaps a few you'll find ;
But none like Shuh so kind,
So graceful, will you meet.
2 To the chase Shuh has gone,
And people there are none
Left feasting in the street.
If find a few you could,
Yet none like Shuh so good,
So graceful, would you meet.
3 To the fields Shuh has gone,
And people there are none
Careering through the street.
Some riders though you told,
Yet none like Shuh so bold,
So graceful, would you meet.