The End of the MingA Poem by David Lewis PagetA little Chinese history from 1644...Out
in the hinterland the wild wolves call While
the soldiers shiver, strung along The Great Wall, Their
hands on their quivers, with their arrows, full flight As
they listen for the Manchu troops in the night. They
would beat off the peasants at the Shanhai Pass As
The Wall held firm, for the Ming’s last gasp, But
the rebels beat the army of the last of the Ming, In
the city of the Emperor, the Old Beijing. And
they fired the city under Li Zicheng While
the Emperor despaired, he was called Chongzhen, He
threw a final feast for the House of the Ming, And
he called for his daughter, the Lady Chang Ping. When
the feast was over they awaited his word But
he slew each one with the point of his sword, And
his daughter too, bowed down to his will, Then
he fled the palace grounds, to Jingshan Hill. And
there with a rope on a myrtle tree Chongzhen
hung himself as high as could be, While
the leader of the peasants, this Li Zicheng, Tried
to found the Shun, as he buried Chongzhen. But
a General of the Ming, one Wu Sangui He
opened up the gates of The Wall one day, And
the Manchu troops streamed through to Beijing Where
they finished off the army, and Li Zicheng. It
was written in the stars, shining down on The Wall That
a dynasty rises as a dynasty falls, But
the soldiers on The Wall, now finished with the Ming, Still
keep a steady watch for the House of Qing. For
out in the hinterland the wild wolves call And
a soldier’s duty is to guard The Great Wall, For
it little matters here about the Emperor’s plan, Just
the wives and children of the soldiers of the Han! David
Lewis Paget (Glossary: Shanhai
- Shan-high, Li
Zicheng - Lee Zer Cheng, Chongzhen
- Chung Gen, Wu
Sangui - Oo Sang way Qing
- Ching) © 2012 David Lewis PagetFeatured Review
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