Untitled Chinese poem

Wing’d locusts that seem to cease,
in great companies hibernate,
so may thy line last and be great
in hidden ease

The full poem here : imaginedpoetry.tumblr.com/post/8074774...

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Untitled Chinese poem:

Locusts a-wing with heavy sound;
strong as great rope may thy line
abound

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Untitled Chinese poem: Locusts a-wing multiply. Thick be thy posterity.

Untitled Chinese poem:

Locusts a-wing multiply.
Thick be thy
posterity.
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We go slowly, we are hungry and thirsty, Our minds are full of sorrow, who will know of our grief?

Song of the the Bowmen of Shu
Shih Ching, Book of Odes

We go slowly, we are hungry and thirsty,
Our minds are full of sorrow, who will know of our grief?

The full series with designers notes at :
imaginedpoetry.tumblr.com/post/8063948...

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Song of the the Bowmen of Shu
Shih Ching, Book of Odes

When we set out the willow ere drooping with Spring,
We came back in snow.
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The horses are well trained, the generals have ivory arrows and quivers ornamented with fish-skin. The enemy is swift, we must be careful.

Song of the the Bowmen of Shu
Shih Ching, Book of Odes

The horses are well trained, the generals have ivory arrows and quivers ornamented with fish-skin.
The enemy is swift, we must be careful.

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Song of the the Bowmen of Shu
Shih Ching, Book of Odes

By heaven his horses even are tired.
The generals are on them. The soldiers are by them

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