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They flit about, the green-beaks, |
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With their variegated wings. |
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To be rejoiced in are these princes! |
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May they receive the blessing of Heaven! |
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They flit about, the green-beaks, |
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With their glancing necks. |
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To be rejoiced in are these princes! |
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They are screens to all the States. |
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These screens, these buttresses, -- |
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All the chiefs will take them as a pattern. |
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Are they not self-restrained? Are they not careful? |
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Will they not receive much happiness? |
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How long is that cup of rhinoceros ' horn! |
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Good are the spirits in it and soft. |
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While it passes round, they show no pride; |
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All blessing must come to seek them. |