{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop139.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop139.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop139.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2How at the foot of Y\u00fcan Ch\u2018iu\u2019s height\n \u00a0\u00a0Your blows upon the drum resound!\n In winter and in summer, there\n \u00a0\u00a0With egret's plume in hand you're found.\n3To Y\u00fcan Ch\u2018iu as you move along,\n \u00a0\u00a0You beat your sounding earthenware.\n In winter and in summer both,\n \u00a0\u00a0Your fan of egret's plumes you bear.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book XII. The Odes of Ch\u2018\u00ean: I. Y\u00fcan Ch\u2018iu","type":"page"}