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Heavy lies the dew;
On that luxuriant grass.
Happily and long into the night we drin.
In the honoured apartment we complete our carousal.
Heavy lies the dew;
On those willows and jujube trees.
Distinguished and true are my noble quests, --
Every one of excellent virtue.
From the Tong and the Yi,
Their fruit hangs down.
Happy and self-possessed are my noble quests, --
Every one of them of excellent deportment.
【Source】 The English translation text was taken from The Chinese Classics, vol. 4 by James Legge (1898) and checked against a reprinted edition by Wen Zhi Zhe chu pan she (Taiwan, 1971).