{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop095.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop095.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop095.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Fretted its waters seem,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Yet gently flows the stream:\u2014\n A bundle of wood \u2019twill not bear.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Our brethren are so few;\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There are only we two:\u2014\n Let nothing our friendship impair.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Trust not the people's breath;\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0They don't deserve your faith:\u2014\n Their purpose is but to ensnare.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book VII. The Odes of Ch\u00eang: XVIII. Yang Chih Shui","type":"page"}