1. O vast and mighty Heaven, why shrinks thy love? Thy kindness, erst so great, no more we prove. Sent from above by thine afflicting hand, Famine and death now stalk throughout the land. O pitying Heaven, in terrors now arrayed, No care, no forethought in thy course displayed, Of criminals I do not think;—they bear The suffering which their deeds of guilt prepare. But there are many, innocent of crime, O'erwhelmed by ruin in this evil time!

2. The honored name of Chou fades in the past, And, still augmenting, these sore troubles last. Their posts the Heads of offices all leave, While I toil on, none knowing how I grieve! The three great chiefs, and those whom they direct, At dawn and dusk, their businesses neglect. Nor morn beholds at court, nor evening late, The absent lord of each neglected state. If thou would'st turn to good, and banish ill,— But, hapless king, thou sinkest lower still.

3. O glorious Heaven, thy gift the listening ear, Why justest words will not our monarch hear? Like traveler, from the right path gone astray, He knows not whither leads his devious way. Ye officers, this should your zeal inspire, And fan of duty the expiring fire. Of one another you should stand in awe.— Alas! you heed not Heaven's o'erruling law!

4. Deaf to war's lessons, bad he still remains; To famine blind, from good he still refrains. Groom of the chambers I, and nothing more, Our sad estate I cease not to deplore. Ye officers, cowardlike, your duty shun, And to the king the truth will not make known. Whene'er he questions, you give brief reply; When touched by slander, from the court you fly.

5. Bad is the time! Right words awaken hate. Who with his tongue what's in his heart will state Is sure to suffer, while pernicious lies Are gladly heard, and fulsome flatteries. The artful speech flows freely like a stream; At ease the speakers bask 'neath fortune's beam.

6. And difficult the time! Risks manifold Surround the man who office dares to hold. Speak what the king impossible shall deem, And straight his countenance shows angry gleam. Speak what he likes and fain would carry out, And straight your friends look on with scorn and doubt.

7. I say, Ye officers, come back to court." "We have no houses there," is your retort. My heart is pierced; ensanguined are my tears; My words but rouse the wrath of him who hears. But let me ask, "When homes elsewhere you reared, Who then gave help against the ills you feared?"

8. The Hsiao Min; narrative. A lamentation over the recklessness and incapacity of the king's plans and of his counselors.

9. Oh! pitying Heaven grows black with frown, That darkens far this lower sphere, For crooked schemes mislead the crown; Nor halts the king in his career! All counsels good and wise he spurns; To counsels bad he eager turns. I mark his ways with pain and fear.

10. His creatures, impotent and vain, Now chime, now chafe, in rival mood. The case deserves our saddest strain! If one proposes aught that's good, Against it all are firmly bound; If bad, then all will rally round. Where will it end?—I sadly brood.

11. Our wearied oracles are dumb, And silence keep when we consult. Our counselors still thronging come, With counsels barren of result. Though full the court, none dares to do; We plan the way we ne'er pursue, And halting, helpless still we halt.

12. Ah me! the men who lead the state, Forsake the wisdom of the past. Unruled by maxims wise and great, They veer with every fitful blast. They cannot on themselves rely. Builders, they ask each passer-by, And leave their work undone at last.

13. Unsettled though the land we see, The many foolish, some are wise; And scanty though the people be, Yet some can see, and some devise. Some gravely think, and some have tact; Yet borne upon the cataract, We sink in ruin, ne'er to rise.

14. Who dares unarmed the tiger face? Who boatless dares to tempt the Ho? E'en their small wits see such a case, But nothing greater do they know. With fear and caution should we tread, Like men above some torrent's bed, Or those upon thin ice who go.