「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.