唐诗三百首英汉对照

七言律诗之一

170
七言律诗
崔颢
黄鹤楼

昔人已乘黄鹤去, 此地空余黄鹤楼。
黄鹤一去不复返, 白云千载空悠悠。
晴川历历汉阳树, 芳草萋萋鹦鹉洲。
日暮乡关何处是? 烟波江上使人愁。
Seven-character-regular-verse
Cui Hao
THE YELLOW CRANE TERRACE

Where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven,
Nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace.
The yellow crane never revisited earth,
And white clouds are flying without him for ever.
...Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water,
And Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses;
But I look toward home, and twilight grows dark
With a mist of grief on the river waves.


171
七言律诗
崔颢
行经华阴

岧峣太华俯咸京, 天外三峰削不成。
武帝祠前云欲散, 仙人掌上雨初晴。
河山北枕秦关险, 驿树西连汉畤平。
借问路傍名利客, 无如此处学长生。
Seven-character-regular-verse
Cui Hao
PASSING THROUGH HUAYIN

Lords of the capital, sharp, unearthly,
The Great Flower's three points pierce through heaven.
Clouds are parting above the Temple of the Warring Emperor,
Rain dries on the mountain, on the Giant's Palm.
Ranges and rivers are the strength of this western gate,
Whence roads and trails lead downward into China.
...O pilgrim of fame, O seeker of profit,
Why not remain here and lengthen your days?


172
七言律诗
祖咏
望蓟门

燕台一去客心惊, 箫鼓喧喧汉将营。
万里寒光生积雪, 三边曙色动危旌。
沙场烽火侵胡月, 海畔云山拥蓟城。
少小虽非投笔吏, 论功还欲请长缨。
Five-character-regular-verse
Zu Yong
LOOKING TOWARD AN INNER GATE
OF THE GREAT WALL

My heart sank when I headed north from Yan Country
To the camps of China echoing ith bugle and drum.
...In an endless cold light of massive snow,
Tall flags on three borders rise up like a dawn.
War-torches invade the barbarian moonlight,
Mountain-clouds like chairmen bear the Great Wall from the sea.
...Though no youthful clerk meant to be a great general,
I throw aside my writing-brush --
Like the student who tossed off cap for a lariat,
I challenge what may come.


173
七言律诗
李颀
送魏万之京

朝闻游子唱骊歌, 昨夜微霜初度河。
鸿雁不堪愁里听, 云山况是客中过。
关城树色催寒近, 御苑砧声向晚多。
莫见长安行乐处, 空令岁月易蹉跎。
Seven-character-regular-verse
Li Qi
A FAREWELL TO WEI WAN

The travellers' parting-song sounds in the dawn.
Last night a first frost came over the river;
And the crying of the wildgeese grieves my sad heart
Bounded by a gloom of cloudy mountains....
Here in the Gate City, day will flush cold
And washing-flails quicken by the gardens at twilight --
How long shall the capital content you,
Where the months and the years so vainly go by?


174
七言律诗
崔曙