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Fine are the rabbit nets,
Set down with a zheng, zheng.
A valiant and fearless warrior
Is a prince’s shield and his walls.
Fine are the rabbit nets,
Placed in the middle of the crossing.
A valiant and fearless warrior
Is a prince’s favored companion.
Fine are the rabbit nets,
Placed in the middle of the forest.
A valiant and fearless warrior
Is a prince’s belly and his heart.
"Tu Ju," Book of Songs
Art: 北宋 趙伯馬肅 騎獵歸圖图 "Return of the Mounted Hunters," Zhaobo Masu (Northern Song)
Wings of the katydids,
How numerous they are.
Right is it for one's descendants
To flock together.
Wings of the katydids,
How they buzz about.
Right is it for one's descendants
To swarm together.
Wings of the katydids,
How they assemble as one.
Right is it for one's descendants
To gather together.
"Zhong Si," Book of Songs
Art: 元 陳琳 花卉 "Flowers and Plants," Chen Lin (Yuan)
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Poetry Book (Shijing): One of the World's Oldest Anthologies of Poetry - As Old as the Iliad (Essay)
＠ Plantain, Take Take
Plantain, Take Take
Wait a minute, I took it
Plantain, Take Take
Wait a minute, it was
Plantain, Take Take
Just pick up the fruit
Plantain, Take Take
Pluck the fruit
Plantain, Take Take
stumble in
Plantain, Take Take
Put in the hem
(46P-47P)
＠おおばこ、とれとれ
おおばこ、とれとれ
ちょいと、それ、とった
おおばこ、とれとれ
ちょいと、それ、あった
おおばこ、とれとれ
ちょいと、実を拾え
おおばこ、とれとれ
ちょいと、実をむしれ
おおばこ、とれとれ
つまどって入れよ
おおばこ、とれとれ
裾（すそ）はさんで入れよ
（４６P－４７P）
This is a poem recorded in the Shijing, one of the world's oldest collections of poetry from ancient China. Here, Plantain is an edible and medicinal wildflower that is often seen in Japan, Is different from European and American plantains. This poem seems to be modern poetry, but it is believed to have been completed around 770 BC. (There is also a theory that Confucius compiled it, but it seems to be different. Confucius who was active around 500 BC is completely different in age.) It is a collection of lyrical poems. Around the same time, Homer's "Iliad" and "Odyssey" were completed in Greece. This is a heroic epic.
There are 305 extant poems, each consisting of four kanji characters per line (one unit), and the format is different from Gogonzekku and Gogenritsushi. The number of lines is arbitrary. It is also characterized by many kanji such as 兮. (to adjust the tone)
In the past, it was called "Mao Shi", but after the Song Dynasty, it was called "Shijing".
As for the contents, there are many love songs, and the next poem is a lively depiction of a wife, who is waiting for the return of her beloved husband who has gone to the battlefield, filled with her pity,as follows:
@My husband in the battlefield
You have gone out to the battlefield
I don't know the day when you come back
I don't know the day when you come back
Chickens return to their roosts
Sunset from the field
cows and sheep come home
You have gone out to the battlefield
should be worried
You have gone out to the battlefield
You can't go back today or yesterday
when will we meet again
the chicken returns to its roost
Sunset from the field
cows and sheep come home
You have gone out to the battlefield
Avoid hunger and thirst
(70P-71P)
＠君はいくさに
君はいくさに出でましぬ
帰り来まさん日を知らず
帰り来まさん日を知らず
鶏は塒（ねぐら）に帰り着き
日の暮方は野面より
牛や羊も帰り来る
君はいくさに出でましぬ
心憂えであるべきや
君はいくさに出でましぬ
今日も昨日も戻られず
また会う時はいつの日か
鶏は塒に帰り着き
日の暮方は野面より
牛や羊も帰り来る
君はいくさに出でましぬ
餓や渇に遭わざらめ
（７０P－７１P ）
The Referenced book was "Appreciation of Poetry" (Yoshihiro Murayama: Nigensha) (2005 first edition: 1300 yen).
Word of the day: The human emotions do not change even if the times change. I think that old poetry is rather full of modern tastes. The sorrow of a wife who sends her beloved husband to the battlefield is still the same, and the rhythmic feeling of "Plantain" can be used as modern poetry.
katydid song
we millions strong
listen all my children
we shake ourselves awake
katydid song
we swarm along
listen all my children
we all form our lines
katydid song
we bid you "so long"
listen all my children
and now we go to sleep
--
here's a performance in Mandarin (although the instrumentation, pronunciation, and melody are all new; iirc all of the original melodies for classical Chinese poetry have been lost. all we have now are the reconstructed rhymes and tone-patterns.)
this is a very old song collected in the Shijing (Book of Songs). have some slightly less old translations courtesy of Wikipedia, starting with a translation into Latin:
Lacharme, Confucii Chi-king, sive, Liber carminum, 1850.
Ode 5
Papiliones dicti Tchong-see, vos animorum magna concordia in eumdem locum convenitis; et quam florens ex vobis nascetur progenies!
Papilionum aus constrepit aer, non interrupta eist vestrorum series.
Papilio Tchong-see, tu cum tuis gragalibus una simul: ex nepotibus tuis gens magna exsurgit.
--
Jennings, The Shi king, the old poetry classic of the Chinese, 1891.
1.I.5. The Locusts
How do the locusts crowd—
A fluttering throng!
May thy descendants be
Thus vast, thus strong!
How do the locusts' wings
In motion sound!
May thy descendants show,
Like them, no bound!
How do the locusts all
Together cluster!
May thy descendants too
In such wise muster!
--
Karlgren, "Bulletin no 16," The Museum of Far Eastern Antiquities, Stockholm Östasiatiska museet, 1944.
The wings of the locusts, they are multitudinous; it is (suitable:) right that your sons and grandsons should be numerous.
The wings of the locusts, they are in great numbers; it is right that your sons and grandsons should be in a continuous line.
The wings of the locusts, they are in crowds; it is right that your sons and grandsons should be (clustering:) in great swarms.
--
Owen, An Anthology of Chinese Literature, 1996.
Grasshoppers' wings
are teeming, teeming;
fit that your offspring
be thus abounding.
Grasshoppers' wings,
are swarming, swarming;
fit that your offspring
go on never-ending.
Grasshoppers' wings,
are thronging, thronging;
fit that your offspring
be fruitful and grow rife.
