王昌龄
闺怨
闺中少妇不知愁, 春日凝妆上翠楼。
忽见陌头杨柳色, 悔教夫婿觅封侯。
Wang Changling
IN HER QUIET WINDOW
Too young to have learned what sorrow means,
Attired for spring, she climbs to her high chamber....
The new green of the street-willows is wounding her heart --
Just for a title she sent him to war.