Round One Hundred and Twenty-Eight

Left

おもひかねわかれし野べをきてみればあさぢが原に秋かぜぞふく

omoikane wakareshi nobe o kitemireba asaji ga hara ni akikaze zo fuku

Unable to bear my longing To the meadows where we parted Have I come and fixed my gaze, but Across the cogon grass upon the plain Indeed, the autumn wind is blowing.

255[1]

Right

ますかがみ心もうつる物ならばさりともいまはあはれとや見む

masukagami kokoro mo utsuru mono naraba sari tomo ima wa aware to ya mimu

Could this clear glass Reflect my heart, as well, Could it do that, then Well, now how Pitiful would I appear?

256[2]

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[1] Shikashū IX: 337: Composed on the conception of the Song of the Everlasting Woe.

[2] Senzaishū XII: 776: He borrowed a mirror from the house of a woman for whom he was feeling passionate thoughts which he had yet to reveal, wrote this on the inside and returned it.