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TREADING like sparrows, they kick up the sand With sibilant feet,
Horn-trimmed bows a yard in length, Arrowheads of green stone,
Jet-black banners with triple marks, Bronze drums calling,
High-pitched voices shrilling like apes, They shake their quivers.
At the heads of rivers their war-bands muster Gorgeous as arrowroot,
In mist-wreathed mountain tarns at dusk White alligators boom,
Bamboo snakes, flying crawlers, Spurters of golden sand.
Quietly trundling their bamboo-horses, They slowly go home,
Leaving the government armies to kill The natives of Jung-chou.
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