Plop Fall the plums; but there are still seven
Let those gentlemen that would court me
Come while it is lucky!
Plop Fall the plums; there are still three.
Let any gentleman that would court me
Come before it is too late!
Plop Fall the plums; in shallow baskets
We lay them. Any gentleman who would
Court me had better speak while there is time.
Confucius (559 - 749 BC) China
Folk poetry collected by Confucius in Book of Songs
Translated by Arthur Haley
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