The Complaint Of An Officer (Confucius Poems)
O Heaven above, before whose light Revealed is every deed and thought, To thee I cry. Hither on toilsome ...
O Heaven above, before whose light Revealed is every deed and thought, To thee I cry. Hither on toilsome ...
The fibres of the white-flowered rush Are with the white grass bound. So do the two together go, ...
On yonder banks a palace, lo! upshoots, The tender blue of southern hill behind; Firm-founded, like the bamboo's clamping ...
Heaven shields and sets thee fast. It round thee fair has cast Thy virtue pure. Thus richest joy is ...
A fruit, small as the garden peach, May still be used for food. A State, though poor as ours, ...
The wild geese fly the bushy oaks around, With clamor loud. _Suh-suh_ their wings resound, As for their feet poor ...
Who dares to say your sheep are few? The flocks are all three hundred strong. Who dares despise your ...
High and compressed, the Southern trees No shelter from the sun afford. The girls free ramble by the Han, ...
O dear! that artful boy Refuses me a word! But, Sir, I shall enjoy My food, though you're ...
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