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《采薇》 | 英文翻譯：理雅各（James Legge）[?] | 提到《采薇》的書籍 電子圖書館 |
| 1 | 采薇: |
采薇采薇、薇亦作止。 曰歸曰歸、歲亦莫止。 靡室靡家、玁狁之故。 不遑啟居、玁狁之故。 |
| Cai Wei: |
Let us gather the thorn-ferns, let us gather the thorn-ferns; The thorn-ferns are now springing up. When shall we return? When shall we return? It will be late in the [next] year. Wife and husband will be separated, Because of the Xian-yun. We shall have no leisure to rest, Because of the Xian-yun. | |
| 2 | 采薇: |
采薇采薇、薇亦柔止。 曰歸曰歸、心亦憂止。 憂心烈烈、載飢載渴。 我戍未定、靡使歸聘。 |
| Cai Wei: |
Let us gather the thorn-ferns, let us gather the thorn-ferns; The thorn-ferns are now tender. When shall we return? When shall we return? Our hearts are sorrowful; Our hearts are sad and sorrowful; We shall hunger, we shall thirst. While our service on guard is not finished, We can send no one home to enquire about our families. | |
| 3 | 采薇: |
采薇采薇、薇亦剛止。 曰歸曰歸、歲亦陽止。 王事靡盬、不遑啟處。 憂心孔疚、我行不來。 |
| Cai Wei: |
Let us gather the thorn-ferns, let us gather the thorn-ferns; The thorn-ferns are now hard. When shall we return? When shall we return? The year will be in the tenth month. But the king's business must not be slackly performed; We shall have no leisure to rest. Our sorrowing hearts are in great distress; But we shall not return from our expedition. | |
| 4 | 采薇: |
彼爾維何、維常之華。 彼路斯何、君子之車。 戎車既駕、四牡業業。 豈敢定居、一月三捷。 |
| Cai Wei: |
What is that so gorgeous? It is the flowers of the cherry tree. What carriage is that? It is the carriage of our general. His war carriage is yoked; The four steeds are strong. Dare we remain inactive? In one month we shall have three victories. | |
| 5 | 采薇: |
駕彼四牡、四牡騤騤。 君子所依、小人所腓。 四牡翼翼、象弭魚服。 豈不日戒、玁狁孔棘。 |
| Cai Wei: |
The four steeds are yoked, The four steeds, eager and strong; - The confidence of the general, The protection of the men. The four steeds move regularly, like wings; - There are the bow with its ivory ends, and the seal-skin quiver. Shall we not daily warn one another? The business of the Xian-yun is very urgent. | |
| 6 | 采薇: |
昔我往矣、楊柳依依。 今我來思、雨雪霏霏。 行道遲遲、載渴載飢。 我心傷悲、莫知我哀。 |
| Cai Wei: |
At first, when we set out, The willows were fresh and green; Now, when we shall be returning, The snow will be falling in clouds. Long and tedious will be our marching; We shall hunger; we shall thirst. Our hearts are wounded with grief, And no one knows our sadness. |
URN: ctp:book-of-poetry/cai-wei