|Hongni red clay yixing teapot, 1970s|
Wang Changling (698-757): At the Lotus Inn to Bid Adieu to Xin Jian
1 Tonight, into Wu, o’er the River, it rains of sleet so keen;
2 Come dawn alone you’ll depart, by the hills of Chu in between.
3 If my kin and kith in Louyang, should after me they ask, well
4 My heart is ice immaculate, abiding in a vessel pristine.
Translated by Andrew W.F. Wong (Huang Hongfa) 譯者: 黄宏發
11th January 2009 (revised 13.1.09; 14.1.09; 15.1.09; 19.1.09; 18.2.09)
Translated from the original - 王昌齡: 芙蓉樓送辛漸
|Tang poem, by Wang Changling|