In Praise Of A Ruler Of Ts'In Poem by Confucius
In Praise Of A Ruler Of Ts'In
What trees grow on the Chung-nan hill?
The white fir and the plum.
In fur of fox, 'neath 'broidered robe,
Thither our prince is come.
His face glows with vermilion hue.
O may he prove a ruler true!
What find we on the Chung-nan hill?
Deep nook and open glade.
Our prince shows there the double _Ke_
On lower robe displayed.
His pendant holds each tinkling gem,
Long life be his, and deathless fame!
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