「舟中读元九诗」白居易

把君诗卷灯前读，诗尽灯残天未明。

眼痛灭灯犹暗坐，逆风吹浪打船声。

ON BOARD SHIP : READING YUAN CHEN'S POEMS 

I TAKE your poems in my hand and read them beside the candle ; 

The poems are finished: the candle is low: dawn not yet come. 

With sore eyes by the guttering candle still I sit in the dark, 

Listening to waves that, driven by the wind, strike the prow of the ship.