Love is a universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.
Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;
Are omens and nightmares–
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign:
For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For a searching look.
Take courage, lover!
Can you endure such grief
At any hand but hers?
Oh my dear, how can I speak of being apart from you?
The eyes know a hundred tears, and the soul has a hundred sighs.
I’d not have an infidel suffer the torment your beauty has caused
To the cypress which envies your body, and the moon that’s outshone by your face.
translated by Peter Avery & John Heath-Stubbs
BRING a leaf to me
just a leaf just a
spring leaf, an
april leaf
just
come
Blue sky
never mind
Spring rain
never mind
Reach up and
take a leaf and
come
just come
Thine am I, my Chloris fair,
Well thou may’st discover;
Every pulse along my veins
Tells the ardent Lover.
To thy bosom lay my heart,
There to throb and languish;
Tho’ Despair had wrung its core,
That would heal its anguish.
Take away those rosy lips,
Rich with balmy treasure:
Turn away thine eyes of love,
Lest I die with pleasure!
What is Life when wanting Love?
Night without a morning:
Love’s the cloudless summer sun,
Nature gay adorning.
Palace at dusk, the pearl blind is lowered,
Drifting fireflies glide and come to rest;
Through the long night I sew a fine silk jacket–
My thoughts of you, when will they end?
translated by Ronald C. Miao
On the stairway fragrance assails the bosom;
In the garden flowers light the eye.
Once the spring heart is like this,
Love comes without bounds.
translated by Jan W. Walls
Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
For a dream’s sake.
She was pure and white, resembling the sun as it rises.
All other women were merely stars!
Love for her has made my heart fly off its permanent branch,
And after stopping a while, it is still hovering in the air!
adapted from the translation by A.R. Nykl by Robert Bly
The two of you went off in a boat,
Floating, floating far away.
Longingly I think of you;
My heart within is sore.
The two of you went off in a boat,
Floating, floating you sped away.
Longingly I think of you.
Oh may you come to no harm!
translated by Arthur Waley
A moon rising white
Is the beauty of my lovely one.
Ah, the tenderness, the grace!
Heart’s pain consumes me.
A moon rising bright
Is the fairness of my lovely one.
Ah, the gentle softness!
Heart’s pain wounds me.
A moon rising in splendour
Is the beauty of my lovely one.
Ah, the delicate yielding!
Heart’s pain torments me.
translated by Arthur Waley
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