李贺·《苏小小墓》英译

苏小小墓

李贺

幽兰露，

如啼眼。

无物结同心，

烟花不堪剪。

草如茵，

松如盖。

风为裳，

水为珮。

油壁车，

夕相待。

冷翠烛，

劳光彩。

西陵下，

风吹雨。

The Tomb of Little Su

Li He

Dew on the hidden orchid

is like an eye with tears.

Nothing that ties a true-love-knot,

flowers in mist, can’t bear to cut.

The grass like the riding cushion,

the pines like the carriage roof.

The wind is her skirt,

the waters her pendants.

The coach with polished sides

awaits in the twilight.

Cold azure candlelight

struggling to shine.

Beneath Western Mound

wind blows the rain.

（Stephen Owen 译）

The Grave of Little Su

Li Ho

Dew on the secret orchid

Like crying eyes.

No thing to bind the heart to.

Misted flowers I cannot bear to cut.

Grass like a cushion,

The pine like a parasol:

The wind is a skirt,

The waters are tinkling pendants.

A coach with lacquered sides

Waits for someone in the evening.

Cold blue candle-flames

Strain to shine bright.

Beneath West Mound

The wind puffs the rain.

（A.C. Graham 译）

A Lady’s Sepulcher

Li Ho

Dew drops of shaded orchids

Gaze as the eyes weep;

They shall never be true lovers;

The dancing girl will never enter her lover’s home.

The grass shall be my carpet,

The pine trees my cloak,

The wind my embroidered dress,

Streams shall be my blue jewels.

Within my painted chariot

I have lingered all night.

Cold are the green candles of the will-o’-the-wisps.

Ever flickering, ever glowing.

Beneath the Western Hill

The wind blows cold rain.

（Ho Chih-yuan 译）