{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop207.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop207.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop207.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2The first small lie contains the rest.\n When slanders fill our monarch's breast,\n Ills grow, and never are redressed.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Would he but trust\n The good, wrongs soon must be redressed.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I know they must. p. 259\n3His frequent covenants show him weak.\n Wrongs grow from cozening words they speak.\n He trusts the rogues that lie and sneak,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And make things worse.\n Their duties shirked, their words so meek\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Prove but a curse.\n4With the great work of some great mind;\u2014\n A temple by true king designed,\n Or plans by sagest men outlined,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I'm in a fog.\n Round common schemes my way I wind,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Like hare and dog.\n5As timber soft in carver's hand\n Assumes the shape he may command,\n So common speech to understand,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I well may claim.\n Those talkers, flowing, artful, grand,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Are sons of shame. p. 260\n6And who are they? On yonder stream\n They dwell; and void of strength they seem.\n From men so bloated who would dream\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Of martial force?\n Both they and theirs may madly scheme,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And fare the worse!","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book V. The Decade of Hsiao Min: IV. Ch\u2018iao Yen","type":"page"}