"Bearer's Song"
(Classical Chinese Poetry)
When I was alive, I wandered in the streets of the Capital;
Now that I am dead, I am left to lie in the fields.
In the morning I drove out from the High Hall;
In the evening I lodged beneath the yellow springs.
When the white sun had sunk in the Western Chasm
I hung up my chariot and rested my four horses.
Now, even the Maker of All
Could not bring the life back to my limbs.
Shape and substance day by day will vanish.
Hair and teeth will gradually fall away.
Always from the days of old men has it been this way
And none born can escape this thing.
"In the Wilds There is a Dead Doe"
(The following poem is from the Shih Ching. It is the the 23rd poem appearing in Mao's ordering of the Shih Ching, but is often numbered 63rd in English versions of that anthology.)
In the wilds there is a dead doe;
With white rushes we cover her. 1
There was a lady longing for the spring;
A fair knight seduced her.
In the woods there is a clump of oaks,
And in the wilds a dead deer
With white rushes well bound;
There was a lady fair as jade. 2
"Heigh, not so hasty, not so rough;
Heigh, do not touch my handkerchief. 3
Take care, or the dog will bark."
Xin Xang
By C.A
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