Poems by Confucius
An Officer Deplores The Misery Of The Time
... Southern States are shaped and drained ...
A Wife Mourns For Her Husband
... Through the long winter nights I am burdened with fears, ...
The Plaint Of King Yew's Forsaken Wife
... Both rush and grass from the bright clouds ...
The Love Of The People For The Duke Of Shaou
... O touch not that sweet pear-tree! ...
There Is A Proper Way For Doing Everything
... And forthwith on the mats the feast-vessels stand ...
A Woman Scorning Her Lover
... My rest, though you're not there! ...
In Praise Of Some Lady
... For virtuous fame renowned, and peerless grace ...
The Mean Husband
... 'Tis this---his niggard soul provokes the sneer ...
On The Alienation Of A Friend
... When anxious fears pressed round you close, ...
On The Misgovernment Of The State
... A State, though poor as ours, might thrive, ...
The Earl Of Shaou's Work
... We cleared the springs and streams, the land to drain ...
Discontent
... As when the north winds whistle shrill, ...
Moral Lessons From Natural Facts
... -- The stones that mar the hill will grind the corn ...
An Ode On The Return Of The Troops
... By tablets stern our hearts with fresh resolve were thrilled ...
The Folly Of Useless Effort
... Things grow the best when to themselves ...
