赵彦春英译曹植《圣皇篇》
圣皇应历数，
正康帝道休。
九州咸宾服，
威德洞八幽。
三公奏诸公，
不得久淹留。
蕃位任至重，
旧章咸率由。
侍臣省文奏，
陛下体仁慈。
沉吟有爱恋，
不忍听可之。
迫有官典宪，
不得顾恩私。
诸王当就国，
玺绶何累缞。
便时舍外殿，
宫省寂无人。
主上增顾念，
皇母怀苦辛。
何以为赠赐？
倾府竭宝珍。
文钱百亿万，
采帛若烟云，
乘舆服御物，
锦罗与金银。
龙旗垂九旒，
羽盖参班轮。
诸王自计念，
无功荷厚德。
思一効筋力，
糜躯以报国。
鸿胪拥节卫，
副使随经营。
贵戚并出送，
夹道交辎軿。
车服齐整设，
韡晔耀天精。
武骑卫前后，
鼓吹箫笳声。
祖道魏东门，
泪下沾冠缨。
扳盖因内顾，
俛仰慕同生。
行行将日暮，
何时还阙庭？
车轮为徘徊，
四马踌躇鸣。
路人尚酸鼻，
何况骨肉情。
The Great Emperor
A great lord should know how to rule,
Erect, with peace, with the Word right.
All states come to pay their respect,
His great worth brings all caves to light.
When the triune go see the lord,
From him they’d not hide their reports.
The vassal states have duties grave;
They should keep canons of all sorts.
When courtiers present proposals,
The lord considers each, so kind.
He falls mute because he loves all;
With restraints, he weighs them in mind.
But with all the laws and canons,
He should not yield to selfish deals.
All the vassal lords should go serve,
With their bestowed ribbons and seals.
At right time, they leave the palace;
The court turns quiet, all away.
The king feels tender now with care;
The queen thinks of her sons’ hard way.
What gifts should be given to them?
Gems, jewels, treasures of that ilk
And cash, a hundred millions taels,
Like hued clouds are satin and silk.
The carts and horses are all decked,
With satin, silver and gold dressed.
The dragon flags fly with tassels,
Behold the bright wheels and plumed crest.
The vassal lords are moved to think:
I’ ve all, not having tried my hand.
I’ll try my best to be the best,
Even give my life to the land.
The military band wave spears;
Their helpers are busy about.
For farewell, the nobles come on,
Their carts wayside, from out to out.
The vehicles are well in order;
The pages wait in full array.
The guards ride their steed, front and back,
With the sound of drums and flute play.
When lauding Trip God at East Gate,
They shed tears, wetting their cap lace.
Aboard the carts, they look around:
All are nobles of the same race.
As they go on, it’s getting dark,
When can they come back, when can they?
The wheels turn on and then turn back,
The four horses linger and neigh.
The spectators feel their tears flood,
Let alone kin of the same blood.
