The Response To A Festal Ode (Confucius Poems)
Heaven shields and sets thee fast. It round thee fair has cast Thy virtue pure. Thus richest joy is ...
Heaven shields and sets thee fast. It round thee fair has cast Thy virtue pure. Thus richest joy is ...
With sounds of happiness the deer Browse on the celery of the meads. A nobler feast is furnished here, ...
Where the grounds are wet and low, There the trees of goat-peach grow, With their branches small and smooth, Glossy ...
O sweet maiden, so fair and retiring, At the corner I'm waiting for you; And I'm scratching my head, ...
My only door some pieces of crossed wood, Within it I can rest enjoy.I drink the water wimpling from the ...
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