<Header>
<Author: 李商隱>
<Title: 無題>
<Format: 七言律詩>
<Year: 1965>
<BookName: POEMS OF THE LATE T'ANG>
<Translator: Graham& Anque Charlet>
<TranslatedTitle: Untitled Poems (vi)>
<BookPage: 150>
<UsedPage: 1>
<Feature: 0>
<End Header>
<Poem>
相見時難別亦難，
東風無力百花殘。
春蠶到死絲方盡，
蠟炬成灰淚始乾。
曉鏡但愁雲鬢改，
夜吟應覺月光寒。
蓬山此去無多路，
青鳥殷勤爲探看。
<End Poem>
<Translation>
For ever hard to meet, and as hard to part.
Each flower spoils in the failing East wind.
Spring's silkworms wind till death their heart's threads:
The wick of the candle turns to ash before its tears dry.
Morning mirror's only care, a change at her cloudy temples:
Saying over a poem in the night, does she sense the chill in the moonbeams?
Not far, from here to Fairy Hill.
Bluebird, be quick now, spy me out the road.
<End Translation>