{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop019.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop019.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop019.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2O clip not that sweet pear tree!\n \u00a0\u00a0Each twig and leaflet spare.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2019Tis sacred now,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Since the lord of Shao,\n \u00a0\u00a0When weary, rested him there.\n3O touch not that sweet pear tree!\n \u00a0\u00a0Bend not a twig of it now.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There long ago,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0As the stories show,\n \u00a0\u00a0Oft halted the chief of Shao.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book II. The Odes of Shao and the South: V. Kan T\u2018ang","type":"page"}