Book Viii. The Decade Of Tu Jen Shih. X
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"The Book of Poetry", tr. by James Legge, [1876],
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The "Ho Ts'ao Pu Huang;" allusive and narrative. The misery and murmuring of soldiers constantly employed on expeditionary services, and treated without any consideration.
1Yellow now is all the grass;
All the days in marching pass.
On the move is every man;
Hard work, far and near, they plan. p. 330
2 Black is every plant become;
Every man is torn from home.
Kept on foot, our state is sad;--
As if we no feelings had!
3Not rhinoceroses we!
Tigers do we care to be?
Fields like these so desolate
Are to us a hateful fate.
4Long-tailed foxes pleased may hide
'Mong the grass, where they abide.
We, in box carts slowly borne,
On the great roads plod and mourn.
"The Book of Poetry", tr. by James Legge, [1876],
X
The "Ho Ts'ao Pu Huang;" allusive and narrative. The misery and murmuring of soldiers constantly employed on expeditionary services, and treated without any consideration.
1Yellow now is all the grass;
All the days in marching pass.
On the move is every man;
Hard work, far and near, they plan. p. 330
2 Black is every plant become;
Every man is torn from home.
Kept on foot, our state is sad;--
As if we no feelings had!
3Not rhinoceroses we!
Tigers do we care to be?
Fields like these so desolate
Are to us a hateful fate.
4Long-tailed foxes pleased may hide
'Mong the grass, where they abide.
We, in box carts slowly borne,
On the great roads plod and mourn.
