A shockingly substantive poem, for Lessons from the States! I really don't mind that: more to grab onto than elegant, elliptical offerings.
That young lady's heart is wounded with sadness,For she will [soon] be going with one of our princes as his wife. eesh
So this one feels like a ritual calendar song, to me: setting out right behaviour for the agricultural and spiritual year. It also feels like the manifesto/biography of a specific place.
The boars of one year are for themselves;Those of three years are for our prince. this is the type of annual taxation system discussed at length in the Talmud, for tithing and thus the support of priestly-clerical classes.
In the tenth, they reap the rice; so are we in the South?
For the benefit of the bushy eyebrows. huh? Why is the chronology not straight forward?
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Re: 154. 七月 - Qi Yue
Date: 2021-03-15 10:51 am (UTC)That young lady's heart is wounded with sadness,For she will [soon] be going with one of our princes as his wife. eesh
So this one feels like a ritual calendar song, to me: setting out right behaviour for the agricultural and spiritual year. It also feels like the manifesto/biography of a specific place.
The boars of one year are for themselves;Those of three years are for our prince. this is the type of annual taxation system discussed at length in the Talmud, for tithing and thus the support of priestly-clerical classes.
In the tenth, they reap the rice; so are we in the South?
For the benefit of the bushy eyebrows. huh?
Why is the chronology not straight forward?
rhinoceros horn, homie where did you GET that?
They already have ice houses?!