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 They found that the writings of Hsü Fu were all boasts and lies: To the Lofty Principle and Great Unity in vain they raised their prayers. Do you not see The graves on the top of Black Horse Hill and the tombs at Mo-ling? What is left but the sighing wind blowing in the tangled grasses? Yes, and what is more, The Dark and Primal Master of Sages in his five thousand words Never spoke of herbs, Never spoke of "hsien," Nor spoke of soaring in broad daylight up to the blue heaven. [ 196 ]