Nineteen Ancient Poems XV 江紹倫 譯
People live not a hundred years long
They worry how life goes a thousand year strong
Days are too short as nights too long
To enjoy life why not light candles to play along
Seize the moment to be fun and gay
Leave the future alone however it may
Only fools like to live frugally
And keep their wealth for posterity
The immortals may like to level with mankind sometime
To ascend to heaven is difficult as to leave earth behind
Life That’s Scarce a Hundred Years tr By Father John Turner
Life, that’s scarce a hundred years,
Holds millenniums of fears.
Brief is noon, and long its night:
Best then mingle dark with light.
Merry-making whiles ye may:
Wait not for another day.
Fools that treasure up their stock
Him that held a bond with fate
None may seek to emulate.