On The Misgovernment Of The State (Confucius Poems)
A fruit, small as the garden peach, May still be used for food. A State, though poor as ours, ...
A fruit, small as the garden peach, May still be used for food. A State, though poor as ours, ...
I climbed the barren mountain,And my gaze swept far and wideFor the red-lit eaves of my father's home,And I fancied ...
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