| 題名： | 贈孟浩然 |
| 作者： | 李白 |
| 吾愛孟夫子，風流天下聞。紅顏棄軒冕，白首臥松雲。醉月頻中聖，迷花不事君。高山安可仰，徒此揖清芬。 | |
| 英譯： |
I like my friend Meng,
Whose art and fame are known to all under Heaven.
Red-cheeked, he threw away carriage and cap.
White-haired, he lies among the pines and the clouds.
Like the ancients, he can get drunk on moonlight;
Preferring flowers, he has no desire to serve Emperors.
How can one climb so high a mountain?
I can only breathe my admiration for his purity.
I love the Master, Meng Hao-jan, A free spirit known the whole world through. In the flush of youth he spurned the cap and carriage, And rests now, white-haired with age, among clouds and pines. Drunk in moonlight, often “smitten by the sage,” Or led astray by flowers, he does not serve his lord. The highest mountain—how can I look to climb it? I can do no more than kneel to his pure fragrance. I like you, my friend, Meng, Your love of beauty is something known To everybody under heaven. When young with red cheeks, You cast aside your carriage and cap; Now that your head is white, You lie among the pine trees and the clouds. You get drunk with the moon As often as with the transparent wine; And to the honor of serving the emperor You prefer the rapture of blossoms. Your nobility looms up like a high mountain, Too high for others to attain to; But they may breathe the rare fragrance $(That your soul imparts)$. |
| 日譯： | 暫無日譯內容 |