Slender grass waves in a light breeze;
   Tall-masted boat rocks in the night.
 Stars hang low, over the vast plain;
   The river moon struggles for height.
 I'll never gain fame by the brush --
   Too old for civil service posts...
 Wading, wading, what am I like?
    A sandpiper on the mud coast!

The original in Chinese (Title: 旅夜書懷):

細草微風岸， 
危檣獨夜舟。 
星垂平野闊， 
月湧大江流。 
名豈文章著， 
官應老病休。 
飄飄何所似， 
天地一沙鷗。

This is Poem 113 of “Three Hundred Tang Poems,” i.e. 唐诗三百首