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How the water bubbles up from that spring, |
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And flows away to the Qi! |
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My heart is in Wei; |
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There is not a day I do not think of it. |
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Admirable are those, my cousins; |
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I will take counsel with them. |
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When I came forth, I lodged in Ji, |
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And we drank the cup of convoy at Ni. |
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When a young lady goes [to be married], |
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She leaves her parents and brothers; |
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[But] I would ask for my aunts, |
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And then for my elder sister. |
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I will go forth and lodge in Gan, |
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And we drink the cup of convoy at Yan. |
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I will grease the axle and fix the pin, |
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And the returning chariot will proceed. |
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Quickly shall we arrive in Wei; -- |
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But would not this be wrong? |
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I think of the Feiquan, |
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I am ever sighing about it. |
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I think of Xu and Cao, |
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Long, long, my heart dwells with them. |
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Let me drive forth and travel there, |
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To dissipate my sorrow. |
Published
by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003
by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia