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"The Book of Odes", by L. Cranmer-Byng, [1908],

p. 50

"Good King Wu\"

In the city of Haou he built his hall,

With circling waters round the wall:

From north to south, from east to west

There was never a tongue but called him blest.

Great King Wu was a monarch true.

With divination deep, I trow,

Afar he sought the sight of Haou.

With tortoise-shell the site he chose,

And tier by tier the city rose.

Great King Wu was a monarch true.

By the waters of Fung white millet grew.

Statesmen wise were the choice of Wu,

The future reaped whate'er he planned;

His son was lord of a grateful land.

Good King Wu was a monarch true.