未卜三生愿，频添一段愁。闷来时敛额，行去几回头。自顾风前影，谁堪月下俦。蟾光如有意，先上玉人楼。——曹雪芹《红楼梦》
Not yet divined the fate in store for me, good reason have I for anxiety, and so my brows are knit despondently; But she, as she went off, looked back at me. My shadows in the wind is all I see, will she by moonlight keep me company? If sensibility were in its power, the moon should first light up the fair one's bower.
