{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop183.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop183.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop183.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2The dew lies heavy, and its gems\n Stud the luxuriant, grassy stems.\n The happy night with wassail rings;\n So feasted here the former kings.\n3The jujube and the willow tree\n All fretted with the dew we see.\n Each guest's a prince of noble line,\n In whom the virtues all combine.\n4The t\u2018ung and i their fruits display,\n Pendent from every graceful spray.\n My guests are joyous and serene,\n No haggard eye, no ruffled mien.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book II. The Decade of Pai Hua: X. Chan Lu","type":"page"}