Classic of Poetry

I travelled through the country, Where the Fetid tree grew luxuriant. Because of our affinity by marriage, I went to reside with you. But you do not entertain me; And I go back to my country and clan.

I travelled through the country, Gathering the sheep’s-foot. Because of our affinity by marriage, I came to lodge with you. But you do not entertain me, And I will return, I will go back.

I travelled through the country, Gathering the pokeweed. You do not think of our old affinity, And seek to please your new relative. If indeed you are not influenced by her riches, You still are so by the difference [between the new and the old].