Plain text of Ode 15, Stanza 1. The Pei Men
I go out at the north gate, With my heart full of sorrow. Straitened am I and poor, And no one takes knowledge of my distress. So it is! It is God's decree;—What then shall I say?
I go out at the north gate, With my heart full of sorrow. Straitened am I and poor, And no one takes knowledge of my distress. So it is! It is God's decree;—What then shall I say?