The Book of Poetry: Book X. The Odes of T‘ang: V. Ch‘ou Mou
The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, [1876]
2 Round and round the grass we have bound;
And the corner shines the Heart.
Strange that we such an evening have found!
Thus to meet and never to part!
O joy! O joy!
That this meeting should come without scheming or art!
3 Round and round the thorns I have bound;
From the door the Heart I see.
Oh! that I such an evening have found!
That this Beauty is come to me!
O me! O me!
That this lady so lovely mine only should be!