Of all the famous Hangchou sights
everyone says that West Lake is the best.
I happen to have come in a dry winter
when West Lake is smaller than before.
Even brisk winds do not raise waves;
mudbanks emerge, covered with reeds.
But still I go floating in a little boat,
to view the scene and clarify my mind.
Hills and gullies — I recognize the new and old;
pavilions and terraces — classify the skillful and clumsy.
Clouds congeal, it darkens in broad daylight;
the trees all shed, the mountain is desolate.

I gaze at this, my hometown,
as if reentering a former life.
So vague and formless, everything has changed,
yet clear, detailed the dream remains.
I've been away for forty years
and so there's no roof to shelter me.
For now I rent a cell
in an old monk's cloister;
a place to stay, dare I complain it's small?
Children cluster round to stare —
they think I'm a visitor from another world.
And I do feel sad and alone,
and see myself as a visitor here.
In the morning I go out, spirits bright,

The bird in flight parts from the old wood,
chirps and cries as if full of pain.
The nomad horse longs for his old trough,
neighs sadly, his feet not surging forth.
And here I am, in my parents' land;
it's not that I didn't want to come before!
But I was kept at White Gate for so long
that it was hard to find a time to come.
Now I take advantage of this moment:
I could not bear to miss the slightest chance.
People that I only half knew once
knock at the door to say hello.
The earth I trod on when I was a boy:

Bride loved old words, and found her pleasure marred
On the first night, her expectations jarred,
And thirty inches short of being a yard.

p: There are (I scarce can think it, but am told)
There are, to whom my satire seems too bold:
Scarce to wise Peter complaisant enough,
And something said of Chartres much too rough.
The lines are weak, another's pleased to say,
Lord Fanny spins a thousand such a day.
Timorous by nature, of the rich in awe,
I come to counsel learned in the law:
You'll give me, like a friend, both sage and free
Advice; and (as you use) without a fee.
f: I'd write no more.
p:Not write? but then I think,
And for my soul I cannot sleep a wink.

Now the Philistines fought against Israel: and the men of Israel fled from before the Philistines, and fell down slain in mount Gilboa.
And the Philistines followed hard upon Saul and upon his sons; and the Philistines slew Jonathan, and Abinadab, and Melchishua, Saul's sons.
And the battle went sore against Saul, and the archers hit him; and he was sore wounded of the archers.

And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
And Saul took him that day, and would let him go no more home to his father's house.
Then Jonathan and David made a covenant, because he loved him as his own soul.
And Jonathan stripped himself of the robe that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.

And Saul said unto his servants, Provide me now a man that can play well, and bring him to me.
Then answered one of the servants, and said, Behold, I have seen a son of Jesse the Bethlehemite, that is cunning in playing, and a mighty valiant man, and a man of war, and prudent in matters, and a comely person, and the Lord is with him.
Whereupon Saul sent messengers unto Jesse, and said, Send me David thy son, which is with the sheep.
And Jesse took an ass laden with bread, and a bottle of wine, and a kid, and sent them by David his son unto Saul.

47. And they took whole stones according to the law, and built a new altar after the fashion of the
48. Former; and they built the holy place, and the inner parts of the house; and
49. They hallowed the courts. And they made the holy vessels new, and they brought the candlestick, and the altar of burnt offerings and of incense, and
50. The table, into the temple. And they burned incense upon the altar, and they lighted the lamps that were upon the candlestick, and they gave light

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1. And his son Judas, who was called
2. Maccaaeus, rose up in his stead. And all his brethren helped him, and so did all they that clave unto his father, and they fought with gladness the battle of
3. Israel. And he gat his people great glory, and put on a breastplate as a giant, and girt his warlike harness about him, and set battles in array, protecting the army with his sword.
4. And he was like a lion in his deeds, and as a lion's whelp roaring for prey.
5. And he pursued the lawless, seeking them out, and he burnt up those that