Classic of Poetry
杕杜 ▾
國風 Guó fēng
▸ 周南 一之一
▸ 召南 一之二
▸ 邶 一之三
▸ 鄘 一之四
▸ 衛 一之五
▸ 王 一之六
▸ 鄭 一之七
- 75 緇衣 Zī yī
- 76 將仲子 Qiāng Zhòngzǐ
- 77 叔于田 Shū yú tián
- 78 大叔于田 Tài Shū yú tián
- 79 清人 Qīng rén
- 80 羔裘 Gāo qiú
- 81 遵大路 Zūn dà lù
- 82 女曰雞鳴 Nǚ yuē jī míng
- 83 有女同車 Yǒu nǚ tóng chē
- 84 山有扶蘇 Shān yǒu fú sū
- 85 蘀兮 Tuò xī
- 86 狡童 Jiǎo tóng
- 87 褰裳 Qiān cháng
- 88 丰 Fēng
- 89 東門之墠 Dōng mén zhī shàn
- 90 風雨 Fēng yǔ
- 91 子衿 Zǐ jīn
- 92 揚之水 Yáng zhī shuǐ
- 93 出其東門 Chū qí dōng mén
- 94 野有蔓草 Yě yǒu màn cǎo
- 95 溱洧 Zhēn Wěi
▸ 齊 一之八
▸ 魏 一之九
▸ 唐 一之十
▸ 秦 一之十一
▸ 陳 一之十二
小雅 Xiǎo yǎ
▸ 鹿鳴之什 二之一
▸ 白華之什 二之二
- 白華 words lost
- 華黍 words lost
- 170 魚麗 Yú lí
- 由庚 words lost
- 171 南有嘉魚 Nán yǒu jiā yú
- 崇丘 words lost
- 172 南山有臺 Nán shān yǒu tái
- 由儀 words lost
- 173 蓼蕭 Lù xiāo
- 174 湛露 Zhàn lù
▸ 彤弓之什 二之三
▸ 祈父之什 二之四
▸ 小旻之什 二之五
▸ 北山之什 二之六
▸ 桑扈之什 二之七
大雅 Dà yǎ
▸ 文王之什 三之一
▸ 生民之什 三之二
頌 Sòng
▸ 周頌清廟之什 四之一
▸ 周頌臣工之什 四之二
▸ 周頌閔予小子之什 四之三
小雅 Xiǎo yǎ · 鹿鳴之什 二之一 Lù míng zhī shí
杕杜 Ode 169 · Dì dù
有杕之杜,有睆其實。 王事靡盬,繼嗣我日。 日月陽止,女心傷止,征夫遑止。
Solitary stands the russet pear tree, With its fruit so bright. The king’s business must not be slackly performed, And the days are prolonged with us one after another. The sun and moon are in the tenth month. My woman’s heart is wounded; My soldier might have leisure [to return]!
有杕之杜,其葉萋萋。 王事靡盬,我心傷悲。 卉木萋止,女心悲止,征夫歸止。
Solitary stands the russet pear tree, With its leaves so luxuriant. The king’s business must not be slackly performed, And my heart is wounded and sad. The plants and trees are luxuriant, But my heart is sad. O that my soldier might return!
陟彼北山,言采其杞。 王事靡盬,憂我父母。 檀車幝幝,四牡痯痯,征夫不遠。
I ascended that hill in the north, To gather the medlars. The king’s business must not be slackly performed, And our parents are made sorrowful. His chariot of sandal wood must be damaged; His four horses must be worn out; My soldier cannot be far off.
匪載匪來,憂心孔疚。 期逝不至,而多為恤。 卜筮偕止,會言近止,征夫邇止。
They have not packed up, they do not come; My sorrowing heart is greatly distressed. The time is past, and he is not here, To the multiplication of my sorrows. Both by the tortoise shell and the reeds have I divined, And they unite in saying he is near. My soldier is at hand!