钱起: 赠阙下裴舍人/ qian qi: to my friend at the capital secretary pei

赠阙下裴舍人

钱起

二月黄鹂飞上林， 春城紫禁晓阴阴。

长乐钟声花外尽， 龙池柳色雨中深。

阳和不散穷途恨， 霄汉长怀捧日心。

献赋十年犹未遇， 羞将白发对华簪。

　

to my friend at the capital secretary pei

qian qi

finches flash yellow through the imperial grove

of the forbidden city, pale with spring dawn;

flowers muffle a bell in the palace of bliss

and rain has deepened the dragon lake willows;

but spring is no help to a man bewildered,

who would be like a cloud upholding the light of heaven,

yet whose poems, ten years refused, are shaming

these white hairs held by the petalled pin.