望洞庭湖贈張丞相 A Message from Lake Dongtin to Premier Zhang

孟浩然 Meng Haoran

Here in the Eighth-month the waters of the lake
bā yuè hú shuǐ píng ,
Are of a single air with heaven,
hán xū hùn tài qīng 。
And a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys
qì zhēng yún mèng zé ,
Has beleaguered the city of Youzhou.
bō hàn yuè yáng chéng 。
I should like to cross, but I can find no boat.
yù jì wú zhōu jí ,
...How ashamed I am to be idler than you statesmen,
duān jū chǐ shèng míng 。
As I sit here and watch a fisherman casting
zuò guān chuí diào zhě ,
And emptily envy him his catch.
kōng yǒu xiàn yú qíng 。

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