From Emperor Le Thanh-tong, who lived either 350 years or the historians just aren’t sure, according to my book.
With a heavy paw he guards the frontier,
Squatting alone in the middle of the pass,
Paying no heed to the snow or frost.
Never asking for good food or payment,
Staring straight at the visitors’ faces,
He is above listening to their gossiping tongues.
With one mind he serves his lord.
A thousand-weight strong, he cannot be swayed.