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Confucius - The Wife Of Some Great Officer Bewails His Absence
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Shrill chirp the insects in the grass;
    All about the hoppers spring.
  While I my husband do not see,
    Sorrow must my bosom wring.
      O to meet him!
      O to greet him!
    Then my heart would rest and sing.

  Ascending high that Southern hill,
    Turtle ferns I strove to get.
  While I my husband do not see,
    Sorrow must my heart beset.
      O to meet him!
      O to greet him!
    Then my heart would cease to fret.

  Ascending high that Southern hill,
    Spinous ferns I sought to find.
  While I my husband do not see,
    Rankles sorrow in my mind.
      O to meet him!
      O to greet him!
    In my heart would peace be shrined.
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