The Book of Poetry: Book V. The Odes of Wei: VII. Ho Kuang

The Ho Kuang; narrative. Other things more difficult to overcome than distance may keep one from a place.

1They tell me that the Ho is wide;—
With a few reeds I could cross through.
They tell me Sung is distant far;—
Rising on tiptoe Sung I view. p. 71

2They tell me that the Ho is wide;—
A little boat it will not bear.
They tell me Sung is distant far;—
Ere morning fades I might be there.