_Lit._ "he will die." But the verb "to die" is often used in the sense of "to make to die;" and this seems to be the only available sense here. "Besides, have you not heard that of old when a sea-bird alighted outside the capital of Lu, the prince went out to receive it, and gave it wine in the temple, and had the _Chiu Shao_ Music composed by the legendary Emperor Shun. played to amuse it, and a bullock slaughtered to feed it? But the bird was dazed and too timid to eat or drink anything; and in three days it was dead. This was treating the bird like oneself, and not as a bird would treat a bird. Had he treated it as a bird would have treated a bird, he would have put it to roost in a deep forest, to wander over a plain, to swim in a river or lake, to feed upon fish, to fly in order, and to settle leisurely. When the bird was already terrified at human voices, fancy adding music! Play the _Hsien Ch'ih_ Music of the Yellow Emperor. or the _Chiu Shao_ in the wilds of Tung-t'ing, and birds will fly away, beasts will take themselves off, and fishes will dive down below. But men will collect to hear. See p. 244. "Water, which is life to fishes, is death to man. Being differently constituted, their likes and dislikes are different. Therefore the Sages of the past favoured not uniformity of skill or of occupation. Reputation was commensurate with reality; means were adapted to the end. This was called a due relationship with others coupled with advantage to oneself." Several sentences of the above are clearly in imitation of parts of ch. ii. The whole episode is beyond doubt a forgery. * * * * * Lieh Tzŭ, being on a journey, was eating by the roadside, when he saw an old skull. Plucking a blade of grass, he pointed at it and said, "Only you and I know that there is no such thing as life and no such thing as death. _Lit._ "that you have never died nor lived." Are you really at peace? Or am I really happy? Who can say whether what we call death may not after all be life, and life death? "Certain germs, falling upon water, become duckweed. When they reach the junction of the land and the water, they become lichen. Spreading up the bank, they become the dog-tooth violet. Reaching rich soil, they become _wu-tsu_, the root of which becomes grubs, while the leaves comes from butterflies, or _hsü_. These are changed into insects, born in the chimney corner, which look like skeletons. Their name is _ch'ü-to_. After a thousand days, the _ch'ü-to_ becomes a bird, called _Kan-yü-ku_, the spittle of which becomes the _ssŭ-mi_. The _ssŭ-mi_ becomes a wine fly, and that comes from an _i-lu_. The _huang-k'uang_ produces the _chiu-yu_ and the _mou-jui_ produces the glow-worm. The _yang-ch'i_ grafted to an old bamboo which has for a long time put forth no shoots, produces the _ch'ing-ning_, which produces the leopard, which produces the horse, which produces man.