王安石·《夜直》英译

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春色恼人眠不得，月移花影上栏干。

Night Duty

Wang Anshi

The golden bowl’s incense burns to ashes, the sound of the water-clock fades;

Snip, snip goes the light breeze with its gusts of chill.

Spring’s hues tease me, and I cannot sleep,

While the moon moves the shadows of the flowers up the balustrade.