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Lee, Chinglun Frank W. , Leaves from Chinese History in Verse: Book 1
• Lee, Chinglun Frank W.
  Leaves from Chinese History in Verse: Book 1
  Self, Edwards Bros., Ann Arbor, Michigan, 1952, Wraps, , , Fair
  
  

  87 pp. Wraps chipped, front wrap detached, else good. Poems about the rulers of China from legendary rulers and Hwangti through Chou, Ts'in, and Han dynasties. Dates and Chinese ideographs are given for each poem and dynasty. It is not clear whether these are translations of classical works or original poems. Contents: Legendary rulers; Hwangti, the Yellow Emperor; Yao and Shun; The Hsia Dynasty; The Shang Dynasty; Transfer of the Capital to Yin; The Chou Dynasty; The Eastern Chou Dynasty; Philosophers and Sages; Laws and Customs; The Ts'in Dynasty; The Early Han Dynasty; The Usurpation of Wang Mang; The Eastern (Later) Han Dynasty; and Summary of the Han Dynasty.

  
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EARLY SPRING

Once more the Heavenly Power
Makes all things new,
And domes the red-plowed hills
With loving blue; 
The blackbirds have their wills,
The throstles too.

Opens a door in Heaven; 
From skies of glass
A Jacob's ladder falls
On greening grass, 
And o'er the mountain-walls
Young angels pass.

Before them fleets the shower,
And burst the buds, 
And shine the level lands,
And flash the floods;
The stars are from their hands
Flung through the woods,

The woods with living airs
How softly fanned,
Light airs from where the deep,
All down the sand,
Is breathing in his sleep,
Heard by the land.

O, follow, leaping blood,
The season's lure!
O heart, look down and up,
Serene, secure, 
Warm as the crocus cup,
Like snow-drops, pure!

Past, Future glimpse and fade
Through some slight spell,
A gleam from yonder vale, 
Some far blue fell; 
And sympathies, how frail,
In sound and smell!

Till at thy chuckled note,
Thou twinkling bird,
The fairy fancies range,
And, lightly stirred,
Ring little bells of change
From word to word.

For now the Heavenly Power
Makes all things new,
And thaws the cold, and fills
The flower with dew;
The blackbirds have their wills,
The poets too.