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Poetry
From 詩集 Shi Jing (Shih-ching), Book II,5.(203) ("The Book of Songs" ed. Waley,A.,1937.L.21954) hymns of the Zhou Dynasty, sixth to the third centuries B.C.E., among the earliest poems in the Chinese language:
詩集 SHI JING (The Book of Odes)
小雅 XIAO YA (Minor Odes of the Kingdom)
小旻之什 XIAO MIN ZHI SHI (Decade of Xiao Min)
9.Ode 大東 DA DONG (Great East)
維天有漢、監亦有光。
跂彼織女、終日七襄。
雖則七襄、不成報章。
睆彼牽牛、不以服箱。
In Heaven there is a River Han
Looking down upon us so bright.
By it sits the Weaving Lady astride her stool,
Seven times a day she rolls up her sleeves.
But though seven times she rolls up her sleeves
She never makes wrap or skirt.
Bright shines that Draught Ox,
But can't be used for yoking to a cart.
From 古詩十九首 Gushi Shijiu Shou ("Nineteen Old Poems") of the Eastern Han 东汉 Dynasty(25 B.C.E. - 220 C.E.):
古詩十九首 GUSHI SHIJIU SHOU (Nineteen Old Poems)
之十 ZHI SHI (no.10)
迢迢牽牛星,皎皎河漢女。
纖纖擢素手,札札弄機杼。
終日不成章,泣涕零如雨。
河漢清且淺,相去復几許。
盈盈一水間,脈脈不得語。
zhī shÌ
Ti·oti·o qiānni™xīng, jiǎojiǎo hÈhýn nǚ.
Poem #10:
Far away twinkles the Herd-boy star; alternate translations:
The star of the Cowboy high above; the star of the Weaving Girl clear and bright, ------------------
There is the milky way in heaven, (excerpt) Que Qiao Xian 鹊桥仙 ("Immortal at the Magpie Bridge") by Qin Guan 秦观 (1049-1100), one of the most outstanding writers of cÌ song-lyrics 词诗 of the Northern Song 北宋 (960-1127) Dynasty Huajian style. 鹊桥仙 QUE QIAO XIAN (Immortal at the magpie bridge) 纤云弄巧,飞星传恨,银汉迢迢暗度。 金风玉露一相逢,便胜却人间无数。 柔情似水,佳期如梦,忍顾鹊桥归路。 两情若是久长时,又岂在朝朝暮暮。
QuË Qi·o Xiān
Xiān y™n nÚng qiǎo, fēi xīng chu·n hËn, yÌnhýn ti·oti·o ýn d˜.
Immortal at the Magpie Bridge
Clouds float like works of art; alternate translations:
Dainty clouds she weaves with her dexterous hands, her grief of separation conveyed by the shooting stars.
FAIRY OF THE MAGPIE BRIDGE
Translation by Kylie Hsu From the 万葉集 Manyōshū ("10000 leaves compilation") the largest and earliest collection of japanese poetry including 4516
poems, compiled almost solely at the hand of a contemporary poet, Otomo no Yakamochi 大伴家持 (718-785), finished 749 CE:
The evening we meet
Xiānxiān zhuÛ s˜ shǒu, zhāzhā nÚng jī zh˜.
Zhōng rÏ b˜ chÈng zhāng, qÏ tÏ lÌng r™ yǔ.
HÈhýn qīng qiě qiǎn, xiāng q˜ f˜ jǐ xǔ?
YÌngyÌng yÏ shuǐ jiān, mÚmÚ b˜ dÈ yǔ.
Brightly shines the Lady of the Han River.
Slender, slender she plies her white fingers;
Click, click goes the shuttle of her loom.
At the end of the day she has not finished her task;
Her bitter tears fall like streaming rain.
The Han River runs shallow and clear;
Set between them, how short a space!
But the river water will not let them pass,
Gazing at each other but never able to speak.
Her fair and dexterous hands busy, she weaves and weaves on the loom,
A day went by with no cloth finished; only tears rained down her cheeks in great volume.
The Silvery River clear and shallow, how far could they be apart?
Yet, separated by the sparkling waters, they could but face each other with silent gloom.
Which looks down on us in light;
And the three stars together are the Weaving Sisters,
Passing in a day through seven stages [of the sky].
Although they go through their seven stages,
They complete no bright work for us.
Brilliant shine the Draught Oxen,
But they do not serve to draw our carts.
Jīn fēng y˜ l˜, yÏ xiāng fÈng, biýn shËng quË rÈnjiān w™ sh˜.
RÛu qÌng sÏ shuǐ, jiāqī r™ mËng, rěn g˜ quËqi·o guī l˜.
Liǎng qÌng ruÚ shÏ jiǔ ch·ng shÌ, yÚu qǐ zýi zhāo zhāo m˜ m˜.
Stars shoot with grief at heart.
Across the Milky way the Cowherd meets the Maid.
When Autumn's Golden Wind embraces Dew of Jade,
All the love scenes on earth, however many, fade.
Their tender love flows like a stream;
This happy date seems but a dream.
How can they bear a separate homeward way?
If love between both sides can last for aye,
Why need they stay together night and day?
Crossing Milky Way the river vast, the couple meets in secrecy.
Amidst golden wind and silvery frost they meet once a year, a meeting more affectionate than countless earthly rendezvous.
Feelings as tender as water, a date as fleeting as a dream, how could they find in their heart to look back at their homeward journey?
When love is genuine and long lasting, it matters not if a couple stays
together day and night
Among the beautiful clouds,
Over the heavenly river,
Crosses the weaving maiden.
A night of rendezvous,
Across the autumn sky,
Surpasses joy on earth.
Moments of tender love and dream,
So sad to leave the magpie bridge.
Eternal love between us two,
Shall withstand the time apart.
Tanabata no koyoi ainaba tune no goto
Asu wo hedatete toshi wa nagaken
Tanabata is endless
Tomorrow starts another year
Which seems to be endless too
The 8 other poems by Otomo no Yakamochi 大伴家持 from the Manyōshū 万葉集, Book 20 第二十巻 :
4306
波都秋風須受之伎由布弊等香武等曽比毛波牟須妣之伊母尓安波牟多米
4307
秋等伊閇婆 許己呂曽伊多伎 宇多弖家尓 花仁奈蘇倍弖 見麻久保里香聞
4308
波都乎婆奈 <々々>尓見牟登之 安麻乃可波 弊奈里尓家良之 年緒奈我久
4309
秋風尓 奈妣久可波備能 尓故具左能 尓古餘可尓之母 於毛保由流香母
4310
安吉佐礼婆 奇里多知和多流 安麻能河波 伊之奈弥於可<婆> 都藝弖見牟可母
4311
伊麻香伊麻可等比母等伎弖宇良麻知乎流尓月可多夫伎奴
I stay here waiting for him
in the autumn wind, my sash untied,
wondering, is he coming now,
is he coming now?
And the moon is low in the sky.
4312
秋草尓於久之良都由能安可受能未安比見流毛乃乎月乎之麻多牟
4313
安乎奈美尓 蘇弖佐閇奴礼弖 許具布祢乃 可之布流保刀尓 左欲布氣奈武可
Note: the complete Manyōshū poems are available from Japanese Text Initiative / Electronic Text Center, University of Virginia Library
Another Tanabata poem by Otomo no Yakamochi 大伴家持 written, while gazing at the Milky Way, on the 7th night of the 7th month of the 10th year of Tampyô (AD 738): |
Hisakata no |
Over the Rapids of the Everlasting Heaven, floating in his boat, my lord will doubtless deign to come to me this very night |
Kazé kumo wa |
Though winds and clouds to either bank may freely come or go, between myself and my far-away spouse no message whatever may pass. |
Tsubuté ni mo |
To the opposite bank one might easily fling a pebble; yet, being separated from him by the River of Heaven, alas! to hope for a meeting (except in autumn) is utterly useless |
Aki-kazé no |
From the day that the autumn wind began to blow (I kept saying to myself), "Ah! when shall we meet?" --- but now my beloved, for whom I waited and longed, has come indeed! |
Amanogawa |
Though the waters of the River of Heaven have not greatly risen, (yet to cross) this near stream and to wait upon (my lord and lover) remains impossible. |
Sodé furaba |
Though she is so near that the waving of her (long) sleeves can be distinctly seen, yet there is no way to cross the stream before the season of autumn. |
Kagéroï no |
When we were separated, I had seen her for a moment only, --- and dimly as one sees a flying midge; now I must vainly long for her as before, until time of our next meeting! |
Hikoboshi no |
Me thinks that Hikoboshi must be rowing his boat to meet his wife, --- for a mist (as of oar-spray) is rising over the course of the Heavenly Stream. |
Kasumi tatsu |
While awaiting my lord on the misty shore of the River of Heaven, the skirts of my robe have somehow bacome wet. |
Amanogwa, |
On the River Of Heaven, at the place of the august ferry, the sound of the water has become loud: perhaps my long-awaitad lord will soon be coming in his boat. |
Tanabata no |
As Tanabata (slumbers) with her long sleeves rolled up, until the reddening of the dawn, do not, O storks of the river-shallows, awaken her by your cries. |
Amanogwa |
(She sees that) a mist is spreading across the River of Heaven. . . . " To-day, to-day," she thinks, "my long-awaited lord will probably came over in his boat." |
Amanogawa, |
By the ferry of Yasu, on the River of Heaven, the boat is floating: I pray you tell my younger sister that I stand here and wait. |
Ô-sora yo |
Though I (being a Star-god) can pass freely to and fro, through the great sky, --- yet to cross over the River of Heaven, for your sake, was weary work indeed! |
Yachihoko no |
From the august Age of the God-of-Eight-Thousand-Spears, she had been my spouse in secret only; yet now, because of my constant longing for her, our relation has become known to men. |
Wakaréshi toki yo |
From the time when heaven and earth were parted, she has been my own wife; --- yet, to be with her, I must always wait till autumn. |
Waga kôru |
With my beloved, of the ruddy-tinted cheeks, this night indeed will I descend into the bed of the River of Heaven, to sleep on a pillow of stone. |
Amanogawa. |
When I see the water-grasses of the River of Heaven bend in the autumn wind (I think to myself): "The time (for our meeting) seems to have come." |
Waga séko ni |
When I feel in my heart a sudden longing for my husband, then on the River of Heaven the sound of the rowing of the night-boat is heard, and the plash of the oar resounds. |
Tô-zuma to |
In the night when I am reposing with my (now) far-away spouse, having exchangad jewel-pillows with her, let not the cock crow, even though the day should dawn. |
Yorozu-yo ni |
Though for a myriad ages we should remain hand-in-hand and face to face, our exceeding love could never come to an end. (Why then should Heaven deem it necessary to part us?) |
Waga tamé to, |
The white cloth which Tanabata has woven for my sake, in that dwelling of hers, is now, I think, being made into a robe for me. |
Shirakumo no |
Though she be far-away, and hidden from me by five hundred layers of white cloud, still shall I turn my gaze each night toward the dwelling-place of my younger sister (wife). |
Aki saréba |
When autumn comes, and the river-mists spread over the Heavenly Stream, I turn toward the river, (and long); and the nights of my longing are many! |
Hito-tosé ni |
But once in the whole year, and only upon the seventh night (of the seventh month), to meet the beloved person --- and lo! The day has dawned before our mutual love could express itself! |
Toshi no koï |
The love-longing of one whole year having ended to-night, every day from to-morrow I must again pine for him as before! |
Hikoboshi to |
Hikoboshi and Tanabata-tsumé are to meet each other to-night; --- ye waves of the River of Heaven, take heed that ye do not rise! |
Aki-kazé no |
Oh! that white cloud driven by the autumn-wind --- can it be the heavenly hiré of Tanabata-tsumé? |
Shiba-shiba mo |
Because he is my not-often-to-be-met beloved, hasten to row the boat across the River of Heaven ere the night be advanced. |
Amanogawa |
Late in the night, a mist spreads over the River of Heaven; and the sound of the oar of Hikoboshi is heard. |
Amanogawa |
On the River of Heaven a sound of plashing can be distinctly heard: is it the sound of the rippling made by Hikoboshi quickly rowing his boat? |
Kono yûbé, |
Perhaps this evening shower is but the spray (flung down) from the oar of Hikoboshi, rowing his boat in haste. |
Waga tama-doko wo |
From to-morrow, alas! after having put my jewel-bed in order, no longer reposing with my lord, I must sleep alone! |
Kawa-nami tachinu ; --- |
The wind having risen, the waves of the river have become high; --- this night cross over in a towboat, I pray thee, before the hour be late! |
Amanogawa |
Even though the waves of the River of Heaven run high, I must row over quickly, before it becomes late in the night. |
Inishié ni |
Long ago I finished weaving the material; and, this evening, having, finished sewing the garment for him --- (why must) I still wait for my lord? |
Amanogawa |
Is it that the current of the River of Heaven (has become too) rapid? The jet-black night advances --- and Hikoboshi has not come! |
Watashi-mori, |
Oh, ferryman, make speed across the stream! --- my lord is not one who can come and go twice in a year! |
Aki kazé no |
On the very day that the autumn-wind began to flow, I set out for the shallows of the River of Heaven; --- I pray you, tell my lord that I am waiting here still! |
Tanabata no |
Me thinks Tanabata must be coming in her boat; for a cloud is even now passing across the clear face of the moon. |
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Romanized and translated by Lafcadio Hearn |
ZHINÜ - Project 2005 |
© 2004 s.holzbauer