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ONE HUNDRED QUATRAINS BY THE TANG POETS
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来源：文摘 作者：国学 发布时间：2007-03-16
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How sweet that dream!--
Of you in far Yuyang.
And all the whike
My gathered leaves
Lie wilting in the sun!
--Hart
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(66) A RETROSPECT
By Cui Hu
On this day last year what a party were we!
Pink cheeks and pink peach-blossoms smiled
upon me;
But alas the pink cheeks are now far far away,
Through the peach-blossoms smile as they smiled
on that day.
--Giles
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(67) LEAVE ME NOT
By Meng Jiao
You wish to go, and yet your robe I hold.
Where are you going-tell me, dear-to-day?
Your late returning does not anger me,
But that anogher steal your heart away.
--Fletcher
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(68) A NOTE LEFT FOR AN ABSENT RECLUSE
By Jia Dao
When I questioned your pupil, under a pine-tree,
"my teacher," he answered, "went for herbs,
But toward which corner ot the mountain,
How can I tell, through all these clouds?"
--Bynner
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(69) DEPRESSION
By Bai Juyi
I hug my pillow and do not skeak a word;
In my empty room no sound stirs.
Who knows that, all day a-bed,
I am not ill and am not even asleep?
--Waley
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(70) A SUGGESTION
By Bai Juyi
There`s a gleam of green in an old bottle,
There`s a stir of red in the quite stove,
There`s a feeling of snow in the dusk outside--
What about a cup of wine inside?
--Bynner ZGWWW
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(71) DESERTED
By Bai Juyi
Soaked is her kerchief through with tears,
yet slumber will not come;
In the deep dead of night she hears
the song and beat of drum,
Alas,although his love has gone,
her beauty lingers yet;
Sadly she sits till early dawn,
but never can forget.
--Giles
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(72) THE RED COCKATOO
By Bai Juyi
Sent as a present from Annam--
A red cockatoo
Coloured like the peach-tree blossom,
Speaking with the skeech of men.
And they did to it what it always done
To the learned and eloquent.
They took a cage with stout bars
And shut it up inside.
--Waley
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(73) ILLNESS
By Bai Juyi
Dear friends, there is no cause for so much
sympathy.
I shall certainly manage from time to time
to take my walks abroad.
All that matters is an active mind, what is
the use of feet?
By land one can ride in a carrying-chair;
by water,be rowed in a boat.
--Waley
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(74) AT AN OLD PALACE
By Yuan Zhen
Deserted now the Imperial bowers
Save by some few poor lonely flowers--.
One white-haired dame,
An Emperor`s flame,
Sits down and tells of bygone hours.
--Giles
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(75) SHE SINGS AN OLD SONG
By Zhang Hu
A lady of the palace these twenty years,
She has lived here a thousand miles from her home--
Yet ask her for this song and, with the first few zgwww.com
words of it,
See how she tries to hold back her tears.
--Bynner
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(76) OF ONE IN THE FORBIDDEN CITY
By Zhang Hu
When the moonlight, reaching a tree by the gate,
Shows her a quiet bird on its nest,
She removes her jade hairpins and sits in the
shadow,
And puts out a flame where a moth was flying.
--Bynner
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(77) IN THE HAREM
By Zhu Qingyu
It was the time of flowers, the gate was closed;
Within an arbour`s shade fair girls reposed.
But though their hearts were full, they nothing said,
Fearing the tell-tale parrot overhead.
--Giles
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(78) ON THE EVE OF GOVERNMENT EXAMINATIONS TO SECRETARY ZHANG zgwww.com
By Zhu Qingyu
Out go the great red wedding-chamber candles.
Tomorrow in state the bride faces your parents.
She has finished preparing; she asks of you meekly
Whether her eyebrows are painted in fashion.
--Bynner
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(79-80) PARTING
By Du Mu
(1)
She is slim and supple and not yet fourteen,
The young spying-tip of a cardamon-spray.
On the Yangzhou Road for three miles in the breeze
Every pearl-screen is open. But there`s no one
like her.
--Bynner
(2)
How can a deep love seem a deep love.
How can it smile, at a farewell feast?
Even the candle, feeling our sadness,
Weeps, as we do, all night long.
--Bynner
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(81) LOVERS PARTED zgwww.cn
By Du Mu
Across the screen the autumn moon
stares coldly from tthe sky;
With silken fan I sit and flick
the frieflies sailing by.
The night grows colder every hour,--
it chills me to the heart
To watch the Spinning Damsel
from the Herd boy far apart.
--Giles
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(82) THE OLD PALACE
By Du Mu
A wilderness alone remains,
all garden glories gone;
The river runs unheeded by,
weeds grow unheeded on.
Dusk comes, the east wind blows, and birds
pipe forth a mournful sound
Petals,like nymphs from balconies,
comes tumbling to the ground.
--Giles
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(83) SOUVENIRS
By Li Shangyin
You ask me when I`m coming, Alas, not just yet--.
How the rain filled the pools on that night when 国_学_参_考
we met!
Ah, when shall we ever snuff candles again,
And recall the glad hours of that evening of rain?
--Giles
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(84) TO THE MOON GODDESS
By Li Shangyin
Now that a candle-shadow stands on the screen of
carven marble,
And the River of Heaven slants and the morning stars
are low,
Are you sorry for having stolen the potion that
has set you
Over purple seas and blue skies to brood through
the long night?
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(85) WHERE ARE THEY?
By Zhao Jia
Alone I mount to the kiosque which stands
on the river-bank,and sigh,
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