Poems of Li Shangyin
|2.||A Message to Secretary Linghu||8/13/2012|
|5.||In the Camp of the Sketching Brush||8/13/2012|
|7.||North Among Green Vines||8/13/2012|
|8.||Note on a Rainy Night to a Friend in the North||8/13/2012|
|10.||The Han Monument||8/13/2012|
|11.||The Inlaid Harp||8/13/2012|
|12.||The Jade Pool||8/13/2012|
|13.||The Leyou Tombs||8/13/2012|
|14.||The Palace of the Sui Emperor||8/13/2012|
|15.||The Sui Palace||8/13/2012|
|16.||There Is Only One||8/13/2012|
|17.||Thoughts in the Cold||8/13/2012|
|18.||To One Unnamed||8/13/2012|
|19.||To One Unnamed I||8/13/2012|
|20.||To One Unnamed II||8/13/2012|
The Han Monument
The Son of Heaven in Yuanhe times was martial as a god
And might be likened only to the Emperors Xuan and Xi.
He took an oath to reassert the glory of the empire,
And tribute was brought to his palace from all four quarters.
Western Huai for fifty years had been a bandit country,
Wolves becoming lynxes, lynxes becoming bears.
They assailed the mountains and rivers, rising from the plains,
With their long spears and sharp lances aimed at the Sun.
But the Emperor had a wise premier