Tuesday, July 28, 2020

酒泉子·寂寞青楼 [宋] 李珣

寂寞青楼,风触绣帘珠碎撼。月朦胧,花暗澹,锁春愁

寻思往事依稀梦,泪脸露桃红色重。鬓欹蝉,钗坠凤,

思悠悠。

 

雨渍花零,红散香凋池两岸。别情遥,春歌断,掩银屏。

孤帆早晚离三楚,闲理钿筝愁几许。曲中情,弦上语,

不堪听。

 

秋雨连绵,声散败荷丛里,那堪深夜枕前听,酒初醒。

牵愁惹思更无停,烛暗香凝天欲曙。细和烟,冷和雨,

透帘旌。

 

秋月婵娟,皎洁碧纱窗外,照花穿竹冷沉沉,印池心。

凝露滴,砌蛩吟。惊觉谢娘残梦,夜深斜傍枕前来,

影徘徊。

Monday, July 6, 2020

The Nymph's Reply to the Shephard by Sir Walter Raleigh

If all the world and love were young,
and truth in every Shephard's tongue,
these pretty pleasures might me move,
to live with thee, and be thy love.

Time drives the flocks from field to fold,
when rivers rage and rocks grow cold, 
and Philomel becometh dumb,
The rest complains of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields,
to wayward winter reckoning yields, 
a honey tongue, a heart of gall,
is fancy's spring but sorrow's fall. 

Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, 
Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies 
Soon break soon wither soon forgotten
In folly ripe in reason rotten. 

Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds
the coral clasps and amber studs
all these in me no means can move
to come to thee and be thy love

But could youth last and love still breed
had joys no date nor age no need
Then these delights my mind might move
to live with thee and be thy love.