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Confucius - In Praise Of A Maiden
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O sweet maiden, so fair and retiring,
    At the corner I`m waiting for you;
  And I`m scratching my head, and inquiring
    What on earth it were best I should do.

  Oh! the maiden, so handsome and coy,
    For a pledge gave a slim rosy reed.
  Than the reed is she brighter, my joy;
    On her loveliness how my thoughts feed!

  In the pastures a _t`e_ blade she sought,
    And she gave it, so elegant, rare.
  Oh! the grass does not dwell in my thought,
    But the donor, more elegant, fair.
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