An Ode On The Return Of The Troops (Confucius Poems)
Forth from the city in our cars we drove, Until we halted at the pasture ground. The general came, ...
Forth from the city in our cars we drove, Until we halted at the pasture ground. The general came, ...
O Heaven above, before whose light Revealed is every deed and thought, To thee I cry. Hither on toilsome ...
With sounds of happiness the deer Browse on the celery of the meads. A nobler feast is furnished here, ...
High and compressed, the Southern trees No shelter from the sun afford. The girls free ramble by the Han, ...
Around the pools, the islets o'er, Fast she plucks white Southern-wood, To help the sacrificial store; And for ...
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