The Yew Neu Tung Keu

There by his side in chariot rideth she,
As lovely flower of the hibiscus tree,
So fair her face ; and when about they wheel,
Her girdle gems of kew themselves reveal.
For beauty all the House of Keang have fame ;
Its eldest daughter,—she beseems her name.

There on the path, close by him, walketh she,
Bright as the blossom of hibiscus tree
And fair her face ; and when around they flit,
Her girdle gems a tinkling sound emit.
Among the Keang she has distinguished place,
For virtuous fame renowned, and peerless grace.