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, ...
The fibres of the white-flowered rush Are with the white grass bound. So do the two together go, ...
A few fine lines, at random drawn, Like the shell-pattern wrought in lawn To hasty glance will seem. My ...
In the fourth month summer shines; In the sixth the heat declines. Nature thus grants men relief; Tyranny gives only ...
Our chariots were well-built and firm, Well-matched our steeds, and fleet and strong. Four, sleek and large, each chariot ...
Who dares to say your sheep are few? The flocks are all three hundred strong. Who dares despise your ...
With mind indifferent, things I easy take; In every dance I prompt appearance make:-- Then, when the sun is at ...
When the upper robe is green, With a yellow lining seen, There we have a certain token, Right is wronged ...
The dew lies heavy all around, Nor, till the sun shines, leaves the ground. Far into night we feasting sit; ...
Thin cloth of dolichos supplies the shoes, In which some have to brave the frost and cold. A bride, ...
There by his side in chariot rideth she, As lovely flower of the hibiscus tree, So fair her face; and ...
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