| 題名： | 詩三百三首其一百十 |
| 作者： | 寒山 |
| 或有衒行人， 才藝過周孔。 見罷頭兀兀， 看時身侗侗。 繩牽未肯行， 錐刺猶不動。 恰似羊公鶴， 可憐生氃氋。 | |
| 英譯： |
Some people are always bragging of their conduct:
"Confucius or the Duke of Chou could not match
my talents!"
Yet look at their heads, stubborn and stony!
See their bodies, ungainly and stiff!
Pull them by a rope and they refuse to move;
Poke them with an awl and they won't budge.
There they stand, like Mr.Yang's stork,
Born, I'm afraid, to be as dull as clods!
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| 日譯： | 暫無日譯內容 |