Friday, 24 July 2015

Terrence Anathema Transcribes: Dead Roe Deer

(Taken from the Classic of Poetry, attributed to Confucius ca. 1000-600 B.C.E, translated by Stephen Owen)

A roe deer dead in the meadow,
all wrapped in white rushes.
The maiden's heart was filled with spring,
a gentleman led her astray.

Undergrowth in forest,
dead deer in the meadow,
all wound with white rushes,
a maiden white as marble.

Softly now, and gently, gently,
do not touch my apron, sir,
and don't set the cur to barking.

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