Farewell – on seeing Meng Hao-jan off from Brown Crane Tower as he took his departure for Kuang-lin, tr by Father John Turner
And so, dear friend, at Brown Crane Tower you,
Bidding the West adieu,
‘Mid April mists and blossoms go,
Till in the vast blue-green
Your lonely sail’s far shade no more is seen,
Only on the sky’s verge the River’s flow.
Farewell to Meng Hao Ran at Yellow Crane Tower
tr By S L Kong (1953)
My bosom friend is sailing west from the Yellow Crane Tower
Destination Yangzhou where late spring flowers shower
His lone sail diminishes where the sky limit lies yonder
In the horizon only the Yangtze’s flow continues further
Seeing off Meng Haoran for Guangling at Yellow Crane Tower
tr By Arthur Cooper
My old friend’s said goodbye to the west, here at Yellow Crane Tower,
In the third month’s cloud of willow blossoms, he’s going down to Yangzhou.
The lonely sail is a distant shadow, on the edge of a blue emptiness,
All I see is the Yangtze River flow to the far horizon.