李德裕·《寄茅山孙炼师三首·其一》英译

何地最翛然，华阳第八天。

松风清有露，萝月净无烟。

乍警瑶坛鹤，时嘶玉树蝉。

欲驰千里恋，惟有凤门泉。

To Patriarch Sun at Hua-yang¹ Grotto

Li Te-yü

I

In what place is one most free of bonds?

At Hua-yang, eighth of the Heavens.

The wind in the pines carries dew in all its clarity;

The moon, through the bearded lichen, is cleansed of mist.

Suddenly startled—a crane at the gemmy altar;

Humming in season—cicadas on the jeweled tree.

I long to post my thoughts from a thousand tricents:

“My only love is the spring at Phoenix Gate.”

1. “Golden-altared” Hua-yang is a grotto-heaven hidden at the roots of Mao Shan, a

mountain sacred to Taoists.

（Edward H. Schafer 译）