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Song of the Stone Drums
Since Du Fu and Li Bai passed to the unseen realms, / What can my slender talent do with such monumental stone?
When the Zhou house faltered and the realm boiled over, / King Xuan raised on high his heavenly halberd,
Opening the bright hall to receive the feudal court, / Where swords and jade pendants chimed against each other.
He hunted at Qiyang, displaying fierce martial pride, / Enveloping all beasts across ten thousand miles.
He carved his achievements in stone for myriad ages, / Hewing the mountain cliffs to shape these drums.
His foremost ministers penned the royal texts, / Leaving their chisel-marks deep in the mountain vale.
Through centuries of driving rain, scorching sun, and wildfire, / Dark spirits alone stood guard, warding off decay.
Friend Zhang, where did you find this paper rubbing, / Flawless down to the finest hair, without a single flaw?
The script is stern, the meaning dense, hard to decipher, / Neither seal script nor clerical, standing entirely alone.
How could deep years spare them from missing strokes, / Like dragons and giant garter-snakes severed by a flashing sword?
Luan birds take flight, phoenixes soar, immortals descend, / Coral branches and emerald trees intertwine their boughs.
Bound by heavy iron chains and golden ropes they stand, / Like ancient tripods leaping from water, or dragons in shuttle flight.
Pedantic scholars left them out of the classic odes, / Finding the Lesser and Greater Odes too narrow for their sweep.
Confucius journeyed west but never reached the realm of Qin, / Gathering the constellations while missing these twin suns.
Alas, I love antiquity, yet was born so bitterly late, / Before these monuments my blinding tears flow down.
I recall when first summoned to the imperial academy, / Exactly when the reign was newly styled Yuanhe.
A loyal friend then serving with the western army, / Measured out the sockets to unearth these relics for my sake.
I washed my cap, bathed, and paid respects to the Libationers, / How many such supreme treasures have survived the ages?
A few felts and woven mats could bring them swiftly here, / Ten drums needing only a pack of camels to transport.
Offer them to the Grand Ancestral Temple, rivaling the tripods of Gu, / Their cultural radiance worth a hundred times more than gold.
If imperial grace allowed them in the Imperial Academy, / Scholars could gather to debate and polish their learning.
Though crowds thronged the Hongdu gate to view the classics, / I yearn to see the entire nation stirred to rush and save them.
Scrape away the moss and lichen to reveal their rugged corners, / Set them securely on a level base, firm and true.
Shelter them beneath deep palace eaves and towering roofs, / That they might endure the long ages untouched by harm.
Yet high court ministers, grown gray in bureaucratic ease, / Remain indifferent, swaying with every idle whim.
While shepherd boys strike sparks and oxen sharpen horns against them, / Who lifts a hand to stroke and save these ancient texts?
Day by day melting into silence, buried beneath the dust, / For six full years facing west, I have chanted in vain.
Even Wang Xizhi's vulgar brushwork, chasing superficial grace, / Can still trade a few sheets of paper for white geese!
Now the long wars of the post-Zhou dynasties have ended, / Yet no one steps forth to rescue these sacred scripts.
In this era of grand peace, when the state is free of strife,
Confucian arts are praised, and the sages honored.
How I wish to present this matter before the throne, / Borrowing a flood-like eloquence rushing down from the skies.
Here ends my song of the ancient Stone Drums; / Alas, my profound intent remains unfulfilled and lost.
少陵無人謫仙死,才薄將奈石鼓何。
周綱陵遲四海沸,宣王憤起揮天戈。
大開明堂受朝賀,諸侯劒佩鳴相磨。
蒐於岐陽騁雄俊,萬裏禽獸皆遮羅。
鐫功勒成告萬世,鑿石作鼓隳嵯峨。
從臣才藝鹹第一,揀選撰刻留山阿。
雨淋日炙野火燎,鬼物守護煩撝呵。
公從何處得紙本,毫髮盡備無差訛。
辭嚴義密讀難曉,字體不類隸與科。
年深豈免有缺畫,快劒斫斷生蛟鼉。
鸞翔鳳翥衆僊下,珊瑚碧樹交枝柯。
金繩鐵索鎖紐壯,古鼎躍水龍騰梭。
陋儒編詩不收入,二雅褊迫無委蛇。
孔子西行不到秦,掎摭星宿遺羲娥。
嗟予好古生苦晚,對此涕淚雙滂沱。
憶昔初蒙博士徴,其年始改稱元和。
故人從軍在右輔,爲我度量掘臼科。
濯冠沐浴告祭酒,如此至寶存豈多。
氊包席裹可立致,十鼓祗載數駱駝。
薦諸太廟比郜鼎,光價豈止百倍過。
聖恩若許留太學,諸生講解得切磋。
觀經鴻都尚填咽,坐見舉國來奔波。
剜苔剔蘚露節角,安置妥帖平不頗。
大廈深簷與蓋覆,經歷久遠期無佗。
中朝大官老於事,詎肯感激徒媕婀。
牧童敲火牛礪角,誰復著手爲摩挲。
日銷月鑠就埋沒,六年西顧空吟哦。
羲之俗書趁姿媚,數紙尚可博白鵝。
繼周八代爭戰罷,無人收拾理則那。
方今太平日無事,柄任儒術崇丘軻。
安能以此上論列,願借辨口如懸河。
石鼓之歌止於此,嗚呼吾意其蹉跎。
Shaoling has no man, banished immortal dead, / talent thin how toward stone drums what?
Zhou framework declining four seas boiling, / Xuan King fiercely rising waves heavenly halberd.
Greatly opening bright hall receives morning greetings, / feudal lords swords pendants ringing mutually grinding.
Searching at Qiyang displaying heroic excellence, / ten thousand miles birds beasts all blocked netted.
Engraving merit carved completed announces ten thousand ages, / chiseling stone making drums crumbling high towering.
Following ministers talent arts all number one, / selecting drafting carving leaving mountain recess.
Rain drenching sun scorching wild fires blazing, / ghost things guarding protecting troubled shouting.
Sir from where got paper base, / hair fine completely prepared without discrepancies.
Words strict meaning dense reading difficult understand, / script body not resembling clerical with seal.
Years deep how escape having chipped strokes, / swift sword chopped broken producing dragons alligators.
Luan birds flying phoenixes soaring numerous immortals descending, / coral green trees intersecting branches boughs.
Golden ropes iron chains locking twisting strong, / ancient tripod leaping water dragon soaring shuttle.
Ignorant scholars compiling poetry not admitting, / Two Ya constrained narrow without serpentine flow.
Confucius westward traveling not reaching Qin, / plucking picking asterisms leaving Xi and E.
Alas I loving antiquity born bitterly late, / facing this tears dual cascading.
Remembering evening first receiving Erudite summons, / that year beginning changed title Yuanhe.
Old friend following army in Youfu, / for me measuring digging mortar sockets.
Washing cap bathing-ablution notifying libationer, / such utmost treasures surviving how many?
Felt wrapping mat bundling can instantly arrive, / ten drums only carrying several camels.
Presenting them ancestral temple comparing Gu tripod, / light price how stopping at hundred times over.
Sage grace if permitted remaining imperial academy, / various students lecturing explaining getting mutual sharpening.
Viewing classics Hongdu still filling choking, / sitting seeing entire state coming rushing running.
Clearing moss scraping lichen exposing joint corners, / placing settled flat not leaning.
Great mansion deep eaves with covering sheltering, / experiencing long distant hoping without others.
Middle court grand officials aged at affairs, / how willing moved merely hesitating.
Herding boy knocking fire cow sharpening horns, / who again puts hand acting stroking?
Sun dissolving moon melting proceeding burial silence, / six years westward gazing empty chanting humming.
Xizhi vulgar calligraphy chasing prettiness, / several sheets still can gamble white geese.
Succeeding Zhou eight dynasties warfare ceasing, / no person collecting organizing principle then what?
Presently great peace day without affairs, / grasping office Confucian arts venerating Qiu and Ke.
how can with this upward discuss enumerate, / wishing borrow eloquent mouth like hanging river.
Stone drums of song stops at this, / alas my intent its missing opportunity.