Book XII. The Odes of Ch‘ên: III. Hêng Mên

III The Hêng Mên; narrative. The contentment and happiness of a poor recluse. 1My only door some pieces of crossed wood, Within it I can rest enjoy. p. 153 I drink the water wimpling from the spring; Nor hunger can my peace destroy. 2Purged from. ambition's aims, I say, "For fish, We need not bream caught in the Ho; Nor, to possess the sweets of love, require To Ch‘i, to find a Chiang, to go. 3"The man contented with his lot, a meal Of fish without Ho carp can make; Nor needs, to rest in his domestic joy, A Tzŭ of Sung as wife to take."