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Hardships of the Road: Part II
Yet I alone am barred from passing through.
I scorn to chase the youths of Chang'an's streets,
Gambling with red cocks and white hounds for pears and chestnuts.
I strike my sword and sing a song of bitterness,
To drag my robes at noble gates offends my soul.
The marketplace of Huaiyin once mocked Han Xin,
While Han high ministers eyed Jia Sheng with dread.
Have you not seen how ancient Yan once honored Guo Kui,
Sweeping the ground and bowing low without a trace of doubt?
Ju Xin and Yue Yi repaid their patron's grace,
Pouring out heart and gall to serve with brilliant worth.
Now King Zhao's white bones are tangled in wild weeds,
And who remains to sweep the Golden Terrace clean?
Hard are the ways of the world, difficult the road—
Better to return, better to go home.
羞逐長安社中兒,赤雞白狗賭梨慄。
彈劒作歌奏苦聲,曳裾王門不稱情。
淮陰市井笑韓信,漢朝公卿忌賈生。
君不見昔時燕家重郭隗,擁篲折腰無嫌猜。
劇辛樂毅感恩分,輸肝剖膽效英才。
昭王白骨縈蔓草,誰人更掃黃金臺。
行路難,歸去來。
Ashamed to chase Chang'an social youths, red rooster white dog gambling pears chestnuts.
Plucking sword making song playing bitter sounds, dragging robes at noble gates does not suit feelings.
Huaiyin market place laughed at Han Xin, Han dynasty high ministers feared Jia Sheng.
Do not you see former Yan family valued Guo Kui, holding broom bending waist without suspicion.
Ju Xin Yue Yi felt gratitude share, spilling liver cleaving gall rendering heroic talent.
King Zhao's white bones twine creeping weeds, who person more sweeps Golden Terrace.
Traveling roads is hard, return and go.