Ballad Of The Old Cypress Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQJBP ROLST U VPPO WPXPNYU PPZP OA2B2U PPC2P PUPD2 E2F2A2 G2PU H2I2H2 NPN PBJ2B

In front of the temple of Chu ko Liang there is an old cypress Its branchesA
are like green bronze its roots like rocks around its great girth of fortyB
spans its rimy bark withstands the washing of the rain Its jet colored topC
rises two thousand feet to greet the sky Prince and statesman have long sinceD
paid their debt to time but the tree continues to be cherished among men WhenE
the clouds come continuous vapors link it with the mists of the long WuF
Gorge and when the moon appears the cypress tree shares the chill of theG
Snowy Mountains' whitenessH
I remember a year or so ago where the road wound east round my BrocadeI
River pavilion the First Ruler and Chu ko Liang shared the same shrine ThereJ
too were towering cypresses on the ancient plain outside the city The paintK
work of the temple's dark interior gleamed dully through derelict doors andL
windows But this cypress here though it holds its ground well clinging withM
wide encompassing snake like hold yet because of its lonely height risingN
into the gloom of the sky meets much of the wind's fierce blast Nothing butO
the power of Divine Providence could have kept it standing for so long itsP
straightness must be the work of the Creator himself If a great hall hadQ
collapsed and beams for it were needed ten thousand oxen might turn theirJ
heads inquiringly to look at such a mountain of a load But it is alreadyB
marvel enough to astonish the world without any need to undergo a craftsman'sP
embellishing It has never refused the axe there is simply no one who couldR
carry it away if it were felled Its bitter heart has not escaped the ants butO
there are always phoenixes roosting in its scented leaves Men of ambition andL
you who dwell unseen do not cry out in despair From of old the really greatS
has never been found a use forT
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Another TranslationU
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In front of K'ung ming ShrineV
stands an old cypressP
With branches like green bronzeP
and roots like graniteO
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Its hoary bark far roundW
glistens with raindropsP
And blueblack hues high upX
blend in with Heaven'sP
Long ago Statesman KingN
kept Time's appointmentY
But still this standing tree has men's devotionU
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United with the mistsP
of ghostly gorgesP
Through which the moon brings coldZ
from snowy mountainsP
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I recall near my hutO
on Brocade RiverA2
Another Shrine is shared byB2
King and StatesmanU
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On civil ancient plainsP
with stately cypressP
The paint there now is dimC2
windows shutterlessP
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Wide wide though writhing rootsP
maintain its stationU
Far far in lonely heightsP
many's the tempestD2
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When its hold is the strengthE2
of Divine WisdomF2
And straightness by the work of the CreatorA2
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Yet if a crumbling HallG2
needed a rooftree Yoked herds would turning headsP
balk at this mountainU
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By art still unexposed all have admired itH2
But axe though not refusedI2
who could transport itH2
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How can its bitter core deny ants lodgingN
All the while scented boughsP
give Phoenix housingN
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Oh ambitious unknownsP
sigh no more sadlyB
Using timber as bigJ2
was never easyB

Du Fu



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