{"collection":"cfu","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cfu/bop/bop301.htm","path":"cfu/bop/bop301.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cfu/bop/bop301.htm","text":"In robes of silk, all bright and clean,\n And temple cap, with reverent mien, \np. 459\n The officer walks from the hall\n Straight to the porch, and looks at all\n The sheep and oxen doomed to bleed.\n Back he returns, and gives good heed\n To tripods and the mighty horn\n By the rhinoceros once borne.\n No need for it! The feasters drink\n The spirits good and mild, but shrink\n From wanton revelry and pride.\n By this an auspice is supplied\n Of the long life which those shall reap\n Who thus the rules of virtue keep.","title":"The Book of Poetry: Section III. The Decade of Min Y\u00fc Hsiao Tz\u016d: VII. Ss\u016d I","type":"page"}