Plain text of Book Iii. The Decade Of T'Ung Kung · II. The Ts'ing-ts'ing chay go
1 Bright grows the aster-southernwood, Luxuriant on that spacious mound. Our lord, renowned for courtesy, Wakes in our hearts a joy profound.
2 The aster, clothing yonder isle, Its colour throws o'er all the stream. When we our noble lord behold, Our hearts reflect his gladdening beam.
3 The aster on that lofty height In beauteous state luxuriant grows. An hundred sets of cowries bright Our noble lord on us bestows.
4 Our youth were like the willow boat, Sinking and rising on the tide. Our noble lord now for them cares;— In him our resting hearts confide.