{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop235.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop235.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop235.htm","text":"The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]\n2Though \u2019mong the indigo I've wrought\n The morning long, through anxious thought,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0My skirt's filled but in part.\n Within five days he was to appear.\n The sixth has come, and he's not here.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Oh! how this racks my heart!\n3When here we dwelt in union sweet.\n If the hunt called his eager feet,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0His bow I cased for him.\n Or if to fish he went away,\n And would be absent all the day,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0His line I put in trim. p. 319\n4What in his angling did he catch?\n Well worth the time it was to watch\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0How bream and tench he took.\n Men thronged upon the banks and gazed;\n At bream and tench they looked amazed,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The triumphs of his hook.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Book VIII. The Decade of Tu J\u00ean Shih: II. Ts\u2018ai Lu","type":"page"}