{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop226.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop226.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop226.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2In their bonnets of deerskin, who are they that haste?\n Who such viands in season and spirits may taste?\n Not a stranger among them, thy brethren are here;\n Only they at such banquet with thee could appear. p. 299\n As the mosses and mistletoe grow on the pine,\n So their hearts, O our sovereign, around thee entwine.\n While they see not thy face, all is dark and forlorn,\n But a glance from thine eyes is to them as the morn.\n3In their bonnets of deerskin, adorning each head,\n Now they quail the clear spirits, and lordly are fed.\n With thy brothers are kinsmen of every degree;\n Near or distant, they share the banquet with thee.\n When the sleet first descends, weatherwise, we well know,\n Winter soon will be here with its garments of snow.\n Death and mourning may come in our moments of glee;\n \u2019Tis not long, O ye guests, that each other you'll see.\n O\u2019er your cups now be glad, when the daylight has ceased,\n And do thou, O our sovereign, rejoice in the feast.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book VII. Decade of Sang Hu: III. Kuei Pien","type":"page"}