{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop217.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop217.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop217.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Loud roll the royal drums,\n As the Huai rushes on to the deep.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A vanished memory comes\n In their sound which compels me to weep,\u2014\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The memory of our kings of old,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Whose virtue flawless still we hold,\n Though the kings in their sepulchers sleep.\n3\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Bells peal and drums resound,\n As the Huai its three islands displays.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0They stir a grief profound\n In my heart that no revel allays.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The virtue of our kings of yore\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A stamp of truth and beauty bore,\n Such as never we see nowadays.\n4\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Ch\u2018in-ch\u2018in the bells peal on,\n And the lutes in the concert we hear.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Deep breathes the organ tone;\n Sounding stones join their notes, rich and clear.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The while through the vessel there ring\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The Ya and the Nan which they sing,\n And the dancers with flutes now appear.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book VI. The Decade of Pei Shan: IV. Ku Chung","type":"page"}