When the bush clover was lingering in the grounds, and I was unable to see whether the blossoms had scattered with the moon shining behind them.

萩のはなくれぐれまでもありつるが月いでてみるになきがはかなさ

hagi no hana kuregure made mo aritsuru ga tsuki idete miru ni naki ga hakanasa

The bush clover blooms Right until the evening Did linger, but With the rising moon they seem Gone—how brief they are!