<Header>
<Author: 李白>
<Title: 清平調詞三首 二>
<Format: 七言絕句>
<Year: 1921>
<BookName: FIR-FLOWER TABLETS>
<Translator: FLORENCE AYSCOUGH>
<TranslatedTitle: SONGS TO THE PEONIES SUNG TO THE AIR: “PEACEFUL BRIGHTNESS” II>
<BookPage: 16>
<UsedPage: 1>
<Feature: 0>
<End Header>
<Poem>
一枝穠豔露凝香，
雲雨巫山枉斷腸。
借問漢宮誰得似，
可憐飛燕倚新妝。
<End Poem>
<Translation>
A branch of opulent, beautiful flowers, sweet-scented under frozen dew.
No love-night like that on the Sorceress Mountain for these; their bowels ache in vain.
Pray may I ask who, in the Palace of Han, is her equal?
Even the “Flying Swallow” is to be pitied, since she must rely upon ever new adornments.
<End Translation>