七言绝句·乐府(七)

　李商隐　韩碑 THE HAN MONUMENT

　　元和天子神武姿

　　彼何人哉轩与羲

　　誓将上雪列圣耻

　　坐法宫中朝四夷

　　淮西有贼五十载

　　封狼生 [豸区] [豸区] 生罴

　　不据山河据平地

　　长戈利矛日可麾

　　帝得圣相相曰度

　　贼斫不死神扶持

　　腰悬相印作都统

　　阴风惨澹天王旗

　　[上朔下心] 武古通作牙爪

　　仪曹外郎载笔随

　　行军司马智且勇

　　十四万众犹虎貔

　　入蔡缚贼献太庙

　　功无与让恩不訾

　　帝曰汝度功第一

　　汝从事愈宜为辞

　　愈拜稽首蹈且舞

　　金石刻画臣能为

　　古者世称大手笔

　　此事不系於职司

　　当仁自古有不让

　　言讫屡颔天子颐

　　公退斋戒坐小阁

　　濡染大笔何淋漓

　　点窜尧典舜典字

　　涂改清庙生民诗

　　文成破体书在纸

　　清晨再拜铺丹墀

　　表曰臣愈昧死上

　　咏神圣功书之碑

　　碑高三丈字如斗

　　负以灵鳌蟠以螭

　　句奇语重喻者少

　　谗之天子言其私

　　长绳百尺拽碑倒

　　粗沙大石相磨治

　　公之斯文若元气

　　先时已入人肝脾

　　汤盘孔鼎有述作

　　今无其器存其辞

　　呜呼圣皇及圣相

　　相与 [火亘] 赫流淳熙

　　公之斯文不示後

　　曷与三五相攀追

　　愿书万本诵万过

　　口角流沫右手胝

　　传之七十有二代

　　以为封禅玉检明堂基

　　The Son of Heaven in Yuanhe times was martial as a god

　　And might be likened only to the Emperors Xuan and Xi.

　　He took an oath to reassert the glory of the empire,

　　And tribute was brought to his palace from all four quarters.

　　Western Huai for fifty years had been a bandit country,

　　Wolves becoming lynxes, lynxes becoming bears.

　　They assailed the mountains and rivers, rising from the plains,

　　With their long spears and sharp lances aimed at the Sun.

　　But the Emperor had a wise premier, by the name of Du,

　　Who, guarded by spirits against assassination,

　　Hong at his girdle the seal of state, and accepted chief command,

　　While these savage winds were harrying the flags of the Ruler of Heaven.

　　Generals Suo, Wu, Gu, and Tong became his paws and claws;

　　Civil and military experts brought their writingbrushes,

　　And his recording adviser was wise and resolute.

　　A hundred and forty thousand soldiers, fighting like lions and tigers,

　　Captured the bandit chieftains for the Imperial Temple.

　　So complete a victory was a supreme event;

　　And the Emperor said: "To you, Du, should go the highest honour,

　　And your secretary, Yu, should write a record of it."

　　When Yu had bowed his head, he leapt and danced, saying:

　　"Historical writings on stone and metal are my especial art;

　　And, since I know the finest brush-work of the old masters,

　　My duty in this instance is more than merely official,

　　And I should be at fault if I modestly declined."

　　The Emperor, on hearing this, nodded many times.

　　And Yu retired and fasted and, in a narrow workroom,

　　His great brush thick with ink as with drops of rain,

　　Chose characters like those in the Canons of Yao and Xun,

　　And a style as in the ancient poems Qingmiao and Shengmin.

　　And soon the description was ready, on a sheet of paper.

　　In the morning he laid it, with a bow, on the purple stairs.

　　He memorialized the throne: "I, unworthy,

　　Have dared to record this exploit, for a monument."

　　The tablet was thirty feet high, the characters large as dippers;

　　It was set on a sacred tortoise, its columns flanked with ragons....

　　The phrases were strange with deep words that few could understand;

　　And jealousy entered and malice and reached the Emperor --

　　So that a rope a hundred feet long pulled the tablet down

　　And coarse sand and small stones ground away its face.

　　But literature endures, like the universal spirit,

　　And its breath becomes a part of the vitals of all men.

　　The Tang plate, the Confucian tripod, are eternal things,

　　Not because of their forms, but because of their inscriptions....

　　Sagacious is our sovereign and wise his minister,

　　And high their successes and prosperous their reign;

　　But unless it be recorded by a writing such as this,

　　How may they hope to rival the three and five good rulers?

　　I wish I could write ten thousand copies to read ten thousand times,

　　Till spittle ran from my lips and calluses hardened my fingers,

　　And still could hand them down, through seventy-two generations,

　　As corner-stones for Rooms of Great Deeds on the Sacred Mountains.

　　李颀　古从军行 AN OLD WAR-SONG

　　白日登山望烽火

　　黄昏饮马傍交河

　　行人刁斗风沙暗

　　公主琵琶幽怨多

　　野云万里无城郭

　　雨雪纷纷连大漠

　　胡雁哀鸣夜夜飞

　　胡儿眼泪双双落

　　闻道玉门犹被遮

　　应将性命逐轻车

　　年年战骨埋荒外

　　空见葡萄入汉家

　　Through the bright day up the mountain, we scan the sky for a war-torch;

　　At yellow dusk we water our horses in the boundaryriver;

　　And when the throb of watch-drums hangs in the sandy wind,

　　We hear the guitar of the Chinese Princess telling her endless woe....

　　Three thousand miles without a town, nothing but camps,

　　Till the heavy sky joins the wide desert in snow.

　　With their plaintive calls, barbarian wildgeese fly from night to night,

　　And children of the Tartars have many tears to shed;

　　But we hear that the Jade Pass is still under siege,

　　And soon we stake our lives upon our light warchariots.

　　Each year we bury in the desert bones unnumbered,

　　Yet we only watch for grape-vines coming into China.

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