(551– 479 ( BC) / China)

Confucius Poems

1. An Officer Tells Of His Mean Employment 9/18/2010
2. Celebrating T'Ae-Sze's Freedom From Jealousy 9/18/2010
3. Celebrating The Goodness Of The Descendants Of King Wan 9/18/2010
4. Celebrating The Industry Of King Wan's Queen 9/18/2010
5. Celebrating The Opulence Of The Lords Of Ts'In 9/18/2010
6. Celebrating The Virtue Of King Wan's Bride 9/18/2010
7. Chwang Keang Bemoans Her Husband's Cruelty 9/18/2010
8. In Praise Of A Bride 9/18/2010
9. In Praise Of A Maiden 9/18/2010
10. In Praise Of A Ruler Of Ts'In 9/18/2010
11. Celebrating A Hunting Expedition 9/18/2010
12. King Seuen On The Occasion Of A Great Drought 9/18/2010
13. Lament For Three Brothers 9/18/2010
14. Lament Of A Bereaved Person 9/18/2010
15. Lamenting The Absence Of A Cherished Friend 9/18/2010
16. On Sacrificing To The Kings Woo, Ching, And K'Ang 9/18/2010
17. The Affection Of The Wives On The Joo 9/18/2010
18. The Complaint Of A Neglected Wife 9/18/2010
19. The Complaint Of An Officer 9/18/2010
20. The Condition Of King Seuen's Flocks 9/18/2010
21. On The Misgovernment Of The State 9/18/2010
22. Praise Of A Rabbit-Catcher 9/18/2010
23. The Diligence Of The Young Wife Of An Officer 9/18/2010
24. The Drawbacks Of Poverty 9/18/2010
25. The Duke Of Chow Tells Of His Soldiers 9/18/2010
26. The Earl Of Shaou's Work 9/18/2010
27. The Easy Dignity Of The Officers At Some Court 9/18/2010
28. The Fruitfulness Of The Locust 9/18/2010
29. The Generous Nephew 9/18/2010
30. The Lament Of A Lover 9/18/2010
31. The Love Of The People For The Duke Of Shaou 9/18/2010
32. The People's Admiration For Duke Woo 9/18/2010
33. The Plaint Of A Rejected Wife 9/18/2010
34. The Plaint Of King Yew's Forsaken Wife 9/18/2010
35. The Rejoicings Of A Bridegroom 9/18/2010
36. The King's Anxiety For His Morning Levee 9/18/2010
37. The Song Of The Plantain-Gatherers 9/18/2010
38. The Virtuous Manners Of The Young Women 9/18/2010
39. The Marriage Of A Princess 9/18/2010
40. Trysting Time 9/18/2010
Best Poem of Confucius

A Complaint

He lodged us in a spacious house,
And plenteous was our fare.
But now at every frugal meal
There's not a scrap to spare.
Alas! alas that this good man
Could not go on as he began!

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An Ode Of Congratulation

The russet pear-tree stands there all alone;
How bright the growth of fruit upon it shown!
The King's affairs no stinting hands require,
And days prolonged still mock our fond desire.
But time has brought the tenth month of the year;
My woman's heart is torn with wound severe.
Surely my warrior lord might now appear!

The russet pear-tree stands there all alone;

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