VI
Among the sayings of CONFUCIUS,
are quoted from some ancient
Poem the following verses;
spoke by a Person in exile, who
seeing by chance a tree, like one
in his own Country, is reminded of
some Friend with whom he had often
there sat under its shade[26]
.
The leaves and flowers of that fruit-bearing
tree are continually wasted to and
fro with the breathing Zephrys.
How [then] can I ever cease to think of
thee? How can I ever but wish to see
thee?
Alas! vain and empty wishes! Our respective
dwellings are far asunder.