Good King Wu

In the city of Haou he built his hall, With circling waters round the wall: From north to south, from east to west There was never a tongue but called him blest. Great King Wu was a monarch true. With divination deep, I trow, Afar he sought the sight of Haou. With tortoise-shell the site he chose, And tier by tier the city rose. Great King Wu was a monarch true. By the waters of Fung white millet grew. Statesmen wise were the choice of Wu, The future reaped whate’er he planned; His son was lord of a grateful land. Good King Wu was a monarch true.