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With your long and tapering bamboo rods, |
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You angle in the Qi. |
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Do I not think of you? |
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But I am far away, and cannot get you. |
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The Quanyuan is on the left, |
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And the waters of the Qi are on the right. |
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But when a young lady goes away, [and is married], |
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She leaves her brothers and parents. |
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The waters of the Qi are on the right |
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And the Quanyuan is on the left. |
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How shine the white teeth through the artful smiles! |
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How the girdle gems move to the measured steps! |
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The waters of the Qi flow smoothly; |
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There are the oars of cedar and boats of pine. |
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Might I but go there in my carriage and ramble, |
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To dissipate my sorrow! |
Published
by The Institute for Advanced Technology in the Humanities, © Copyright 2003
by Anne Kinney and the University of Virginia