1 The day Mow-shin was [suitable] found; Then to the Sire of steeds [GOD] we prayed. Our cars and teams and gear were good;— We scour the heights where wild game strayed.

2 And Kang-woo also [suitable] proved; We picked our beasts, and chose our ground,— Where stags and does by Ts'eih and Ts'eu Made sport for him whom Heaven [GOD] had crowned.

3 We viewed the plain where teeming game Now shivering stand, now frantic run; Here two, there three. We charged along, Pleasure to yield to Heaven's great Son [GOD's appointed king].

4 We bend our bows; our shafts we grasp; There lies the huge behemoth low, And [wild beasts] are pierced:—spoil for the guests, At court, when wine-cups [cups of lawful drink] overflow.