Yang-Se-Fu

The queen Yang-Se-Fu has seventy palaces — a hundred chambers to a palace, a hundred windows to a chamber, mighty guards, giant slaves, heavy breastplates and tall spears. In the mirror laughs Yang-Se-Fu: Who else as great as you?
The queen Yang-Se-Fu comes at night to the white stream, turns smaller than a nut, tears off a green leaf to sail upon — she picks two fibres of a grass blade: now she has two oars to suit her — — In the water laughs Yang-Se-Fu: Who else as small as you?
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Yehoash
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