{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop208.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop208.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop208.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Companions close are they.\n Which was it caused me my disgrace?\n Why shunned he at the dam my face,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Nor kindly word would say? p. 261\n Once were we bound with friendship's ties,\n While now to stand aloof he tries.\n3\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0I ask what man is he.\n Inside my gate, before my hall,\n He stood. I heard his footsteps\u2019s fall,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Though him I could not see.\n Unblushingly he breaks man's law,\n Nor yet of Heaven stands he in awe.\n4\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0What man behaved so ill?\n Wild as a hurricane his ways!\n Or north, or south, he comes as sways\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The impulse of his will.\n Why to my dam approached he so,\n My mind is such distress to throw?\n5\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\"Too slow!\" is your appeal.\n \"Too slow,\"\u2014and yet you could not stop\n \"In haste,\" you say.\u2014I saw you drop\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The reins, and grease your wheel. p. 262\n If you would come to me but once!\n Why keep me waiting, eyes askance?\n6\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Then upon your return\n You came not. If you had done so,\n My strong desire would no more glow;\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0My heart would cease to burn.\n O come but once! Vain your excuse!\n Why to relieve me thus refuse?\n7\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Beads on one string we bung.\n If you the earthen whistle blew,\n I played the flute of pierced bamboo.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0If still you doubt my tongue,\n Here are the creatures three, whose blood\n Shall seal the oath I take as good!\n8\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Were you an imp of air,\n Or water, you'd be out of reach.\n But face to face we stand, and each\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Is to the other bare.\n In this good song I've freely told\n Your changeful ways, now hot, now cold.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book V. The Decade of Hsiao Min: V. Ho J\u00ean Ss\u016d","type":"page"}