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What are there on Zhongnan? |
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There are white firs and plum trees. |
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Our prince has arrived at it, |
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Wearing an embroidered robe over his fox-fur, |
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And with his countenance rouged as with vermilion. |
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May he prove a ruler indeed! |
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What are there on Zhongnan? |
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There are nooks and open glades. |
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Our prince has arrived at it, |
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With the symbol of distinction embroidered on his lower garment, |
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And the gems at his girdle emitting their thinking. |
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May long life and an endless name be his? |