{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop042.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop042.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop042.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2For a night, at Tzu I stayed;\n \u00a0\u00a0Drank the cup to Ni when come;\n Parents, brothers, farewell bade;\u2014\n \u00a0\u00a0Such the fate on leaving home.\n Parents are not now alive;\n Aunts and sister still survive.\n3Lo! I hasten home again,\n \u00a0\u00a0Let the rushing chariot wheel\n Pause at Kan, and part at Yen,\n \u00a0\u00a0Pebbles flashing to its steel.\n Does my heart go far astray,\n Panting for its native Wei?\n4By the Fei-ch\u2018\u00fcan\u2019s winding stream\n \u00a0\u00a0Daily sighing thought will stray.\n Hs\u00fc and Ts\u2018ao in memory gleam,\n \u00a0\u00a0Broken glints of childhood's day.\n Spring, my horses! Speed, my wheels!\n Gone the grief my bosom feels!","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book III. The Odes of P\u2018ei: XIV. Ch\u2018\u00fcan Shui","type":"page"}