山有苞栎，隰有六駮。
未见君子，忧心靡乐。
如何如何，忘我实多。
And in the lowlands, the piebald-tree. Not yet have I seen my lord; My grief I cannot cure. What will it be like, what like: I am sure many will forget me. On the hill is a clump of plum-trees; And on the lowlands, planted pear-trees.
山有苞棣，隰有树檖。
未见君子，忧心如醉。
如何如何，忘我实多。
Not yet have I seen my lord; With grief I am dazed. What will it be like, what like? I am sure many will forget me. nature goes its wonted way and is in its proper place; but I am embarking on a new, unimaginable existence.