杨亿·《无题二首》英译

铜盘蕙草起青烟，斗帐香囊四角悬。

沈约愁多徒自瘦，相如意密有谁传。

金塘雨过犹疑梦，翠袖风回祇恐仙。

日上秦楼休寄咏，东方千骑拥辎軿。

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Yang Yi

Blue mist rises from fragrant herbs in the bronze plate;

Incense sachets hang at the four corners of the round canopy.

Shen Yüeh, grieving, grows emaciated in vain;

Hsiang-ju’s feelings are secret: who can convey them for him?

The rain has passed at the golden pond; it still seems a dream.

Kngfisher sleeves turned back in the wind: perhaps it was a fairy.

—Every day she climbs the Ch’in tower, but cannot send him poems:

He rides to the east in a screened carriage, surrounded by a thousand horsemen.