COMMENT:
HE DWELT IN THE FOREST A LONG TIME, BUT I CAUGHT HIM TODAY!
INFATUATION FOR SCENERY INTERFERES WITH HIS DIRECTION.
LONGING FOR SWEETER GRASS, HE WANDERS AWAY.
HIS MIND STILL IS STUBBORN AND UNBRIDLED.
IF I WISH HIM TO SUBMIT, I MUST RAISE MY WHIP.