Category Archives: Confucius

Poem – To Govern

To govern simply by statute and to maintain order by means of penalties is to render the people evasive and devoid of a sense of shame. Advertisements

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Poem – The Master Said

The Master said, ‘It is by the Odes that the mind is aroused.’ It is by the Rules of Propriety that the character is established. ‘It is from Music that the finish is received.’ The Master said, ‘The people may … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Poem – Lament For Three Brothers

They flit about, the yellow birds, And rest upon the jujubes find. Who buried were in duke Muh’s grave, Alive to awful death consigned? ‘Mong brothers three, who met that fate, ‘Twas sad the first, Yen-seih to see. He stood … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Poem – The Generous Nephew

I escorted my uncle to Tsin, Till the Wei we crossed on the way. Then I gave as I left For his carriage a gift Four steeds, and each steed was a bay. I escorted my uncle to Tsin, And … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Poem – A Festal Ode

With sounds of happiness the deer Browse on the celery of the meads. A nobler feast is furnished here, With guests renowned for noble deeds. The lutes are struck; the organ blows, Till all its tongues in movement heave. Each … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

The Fruitfulness Of The Locust – Confucius

Ye locusts, winged tribes, Gather in concord fine; Well your descendants may In numerous bright hosts shine! Ye locusts, winged tribes, Your wings in flight resound; Well your descendants may In endless lines be found! Ye locusts, winged tribes, Together … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

The Earl of Shaou’s work -Confucius

As the young millet, by the genial rain Enriched, shoots up luxuriant and tall, So, when we southward marched with toil and pain, The Earl of Shaou cheered and inspired us all. We pushed our barrows, and our burdens bore; … Continue reading

Rate this:

Posted in Confucius | Tagged , , | Leave a comment