A Lute Song
ON HEARING DONG PLAY THE FLAGEOLET A POEM TO PALACE-ATTENDANT FANG
ON HEARING AN WANSHAN PLAY THE REED-PIPE
to visit (a superior) Zhang guo baas
光上座廊下众山五韵
September The ninth day of the ninth noon, a festival on the lunar calendar surname The number 18 East hall group of things having a shared quality
(surname) Shaofu,officer's title in tang dynasty Dongxi go boating
And gentlemen You Jidu go boating
Songqiwusan Yefangjishi
古从军行
An Old War-song
古从军行
Li Qi
Through the bright day up the mountain, we scan the sky for a war-torch;
At yellow dusk we water our horses in the boundaryriver;
And when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind,
We hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe....
Three thousand miles without a town, nothing but camps,
Till the heavy sky joins the wide desert in snow.
With their plaintive calls, barbarian wildgeese fly from night to night,
And children of the Tartars have many tears to shed;
But we hear that the Jade Pass is still under siege,
And soon we stake our lives upon our light warchariots.
Each year we bury in the desert bones unnumbered,
Yet we only watch for grape-vines coming into China.
Translator: Witter Bynner
【Collections】唐诗300首雁【Source】 卷133_1
