The Ts‘ing Jin

The men of Ts‘ing in P‘ang all idle lie.
The general’s chariot with its mail-clad team .
Moves restlessly, and, rising from it, gleam
The tasseled spears, one ’bove the other high.
So aimless roam the troops about the Ho!

The men of Ts‘ing all round in Seaou are spread,
Although the chariot, with its mail-clad team,
Looks martial-like, and, rising from it, gleam
The hookéd spears, one high, one low displayed ;
Yet aimless look they all about the Ho!

The men of Ts‘ing have moved to Chow. Proud pace
The mail-clad team, whose driver on the left
Wheels round the chariot, and the spearman deft
Displays his spear ; ’tween them the general’s face
Looks pleased ;—’tis mimic war upon the Ho!