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Dragon Master, Fire King; Bird Official, Lord of Men.
The beginning of writing; what's more, wearing clothes.
Yielding the throne, passing the land; rulers of Yu2, Tao2 and Tang2.
Relieve the people, right the wrong; as did Zhou1 Fa1, as did Yin1-Tang1.
Presiding at court and asking the Way; gracious yet lordly, discuss and decide.
With love he taught the dark and soiled; in submission, wild tribes.
Far and near, they joined as one; all followed, rallied to the king.

The sky was black and earth yellow; space and time vast, limitless. Sun high or low, moon full or parsed; with stars and lodges spread in place. Cold arrives then heat once more; Autumn's harvest, Winter's store. Extra days round out the years; scale in tune with sun and spheres.
Clouds soar up to end in rain; the dew congeals to morning frost.
Gold is born in the River Li; jade comes from Kunlun's vault.
A sword is styled "Excalibur"; a pearl, the "Gleam of Night".
Dearest fruit are pears and apples; fine crops mustard, ginger.
Sea is saline, streams sublime; fish school below, birds flock on high.

The most notable thing about Time is that it is so purely relative. A large amount of reminiscence is, by common consent, conceded to the drowning man; and it is not past belief that one may review an entire courtship while removing one's gloves of cacti, and was provided with long, tentacular leaves that perpetually swayed with the slightest breeze with a peculiar beckoning motion.
Trysdale's friend, the brother of the bride, stood at a sideboard complaining at being allowed to drink alone. Both men were in evening dress. White favors like stars upon their coats shone through the gloom of the apartment.

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