Shun (stubbornly, as if chidden)
My work is done. China is free.
Ching
Her slavery is only beginning. You may hide your body but you cannot bury your mind under peach-blossoms.
Shun
The republic is established.
Ching
But not a democracy.
Shun
My work is done. Twenty years have I given to the cause of the people. Now until I die I will toil and sing in the fields of my fathers.