Celebrating The Goodness Of The Descendants Of King Wan

By Confucius Confucius

As the feet of the _lin_, which avoid each living thing,

  So our prince's noble sons no harm to men will bring.

                  They are the _lin!_

  As the front of the _lin_, never forward thrust in wrath,

  So our prince's noble grandsons of love tread the path.

                  They are the _lin!_

  As the horn of the _lin_, flesh-tipped, no wound to give,

  So our prince's noble kindred kindly with all live.

                  They are the _lin!_