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Unauthenticated Download Date | 10/1/17 7:36 AM Once Again on Passing by Zhaoling 347 He never shamed or killed those who criticized him directly, 12 the road for the virtuous was not hard-going.
Back then disasters still descended,1 the gasps of the common folk were not yet relieved.
His directions settled all the land.
16 washing all clean, he soothed the Vast Forge.
2 The bold man is saddened at his tomb mound, the recluse bows at Tripod Lake.
3 In his jade burial suit he ascended in the morning, 20 the armored horses sweat, ever charging.
4 Among cypress and pine I gaze on the empty halls, in dust and sand I stand on the darkened road.
Vast distance now from the day he founded the dynasty, 24 my flowing resentment fills the folds of the mountains.
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29 Once Again on Passing by Zhaoling In those dark beginnings a hero arose, the imperial succession came with chants and songs.
A three-foot sword in dust of war, 4 altars of Earth and Grain, one man in armor.
To assist his glory, he entrusted men of civil virtue, in grand continuation he withdrew war?
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1 Drought and locusts.
2 Heaven and Earth.
3 Where the dragon carried the Yellow Emperor to Heaven after he cast the famous tripods.
Here it refers to Zhaoling.
4 These are the stone funerary horses.
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