Li He: Mincing Each Word And Finding The Right Rhymes -- immersed In Literary Works Till One Dies. 李賀 尋章摘句老雕蟲，曉月當簾挂玉弓。 Poem by Frank Yue

NAN YUAN: The South Garden No.6 (of 13)
-- by Li He (790～816)
-- Translated by Frank C Yue

Mincing each word and finding the right rhymes --
Immersed in literary works till one dies.
At dawn, the Moon bids adieu to the curtains;
It does look like a drawn bow for certain.
Hell-fire rages at the north-east each year;
Could these e'er stop the Autumn winds with tear?


《南園》 十三首（其六）唐 • 李賀

尋章摘句老雕蟲，
曉月當簾挂玉弓。
不見年年遼海上，
文章何處哭秋風。