The Book of Poetry, tr. by James Legge, , at sacred-texts.com
2On a bright morning they have fixed,
To seek the plain that southward lies.
Then from her task of twisting hemp,
See! dancing through the mart she hies.
3The morning fair, young men and girls
Together go. You hear a youth
Say to his mate, "O sunflower bright,
Pledge me with pepper stalk your truth!"