The Hsing Wei; allusive and narrative. A festal ode, celebrating some entertainment given by the king to his relatives, with the trial of archery after the feast; celebrating especially the honor done on such occasions to the aged.

1See how the rushes spring
  Thickly along the way!
Ye browsing herds, no foot
  Upon those rushes lay!
Grown to their height erelong,
  They soft and rich shall shine.
Close as the rushes grow,
  Should brethren all combine. p. 363
Let all at feast appear,
  None absent, none thought mean.
Mats for the young be spread!
  On stools let elders lean!

2Lo! double mats are spread,
  And stools are featly set.
Servants in waiting stand;
  See host and guests are met.
He pledges them; they him;
  He drinks; again they fill.
Sauces and pickles come,
  Roast meat and broiled; and still
Palates and tripe are brought.
  Then lutes and drums appear.
Singers fine concord make;—
  The joyous feasters hear.

3The feasting o’er, from bow,
  Lacquered and strong and bright,
Four well-poised shafts each sends,
  That in the target light. p. 364
The guests are ranged as they
  The mark have nearest hit.
They shoot again; the shafts
  Are fairly lodged in it.
Their bearing then is judged;
  Each takes his final place,
As mild propriety
  Has round him thrown its grace.

4The long-descended king
  Presides, and ends the feast.
With spirits sweet and strong
  From vase he cheers each guest.
And for the old he prays,
  While all with rapture glow,
That they the wrinkled back
  And whitening hair may show;
Striving with mutual help
  In virtue's onward ways,
And brightest happiness
  Thus crown their latest days.