Emperor Kai-Yung knew your glory, and received you several times at his palace.
Thanks to your paint-brush, all our statesmen live again in their portraits on the walls of the Palace of Ling-Yen.
The Ministers brilliantly wear the crowns of their wisdom.
The Generals have their arrows in their quivers.
One might say that their Excellencies Pao and Mo are moving their hair and their beards,
Just as if they were returning from those battlefields where they fought so brilliantly.
As to the splendid horse of his late Majesty, nobody knew how to paint his exact portrait.
A decree ordained that he should be brought before the palace so that you might fix him on a piece of silk;
And when your work was finished all the horses of the universe seemed to be plunged into darkness.
The Court already possessed the most beautiful horses;