The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, , at sacred-texts.com
2Where streams among the valleys shine,
Of southernwoods she plucks the white;
And brings it to the sacred shrine,
To aid our prince in solemn rite.
3In headdress high, most reverent, she
The temple seeks at early dawn.
The service o’er, the headdress see
To her own chamber slow withdrawn.