{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop167.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop167.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop167.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0When awful death comes near,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2019Tis brothers sympathize.\n When headlong flight fills plain and height,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0To brother\u00a0brother flies. p. 188\n3\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0See how the wagtail's head\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Quick answers to its tail!\n When hardships great befall our state,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Friends, are of no avail.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0In times of urgent need,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0We brothers\u2019 help receive.\n Then friends, though good, of different blood,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Long sighs will only heave.\n4\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Brothers indoors may fight;\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0But insults from without\n Join them at once, and they unite\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The common foe to rout.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0In cases such as this,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0In vain to friends we turn.\n They may be true, but they'll eschew\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The danger they discern.\n5\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Deaths and disorder o\u2019er,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2019Mid peace and rest now cold,\n Some men, alas! their brothers pass,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Nor them as friends will hold. p. 189\n6\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0With dishes in array,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The cup may oft go round;\n But only where brothers are there,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The feast is truly found.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u2019Tis when they all appear,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And each is in his place,\n That childlike joy, without alloy,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Crowns harmony with grace.\n7\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Children and wife we love;\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Union with them is sweet\n As lute's soft strain that soothes our pain.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0How joyous do we meet!\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0But brothers, more than they,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Can satisfy the heart.\n \u2019Tis their accord does peace afford,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And lasting joy impart.\n8\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0For ordering of your homes,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0For joy with child and wife,\n Consider well the truth I tell;\u2014\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0This is the charm of life!","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book I. Decade of Lu Ming: IV. Chang Ti","type":"page"}