Love 57

Left (Tie).

くるゝ夜は衛士のたく火をそれと見よ室の八嶋も都ならねば

kururu yo wa
eji no taku hi wo
sore to miyo
muro no yashima mo
miyako naraneba
In the dark of night,
The conscripts kindled flames
Behold as my love, for
The waters of Muro no Yashima
Lie not within the capital.

113

Right (Tie).

蘆の屋に螢やまがふ海人やたく思ひも戀も夜はもえつゝ

ashi no ya ni
hotaru ya magau
ama ya taku
omoi mo koi mo
yoru wa moetsutsu
In a reed-roofed hut,
One might mistake for fireflies, or
Fisherfolk’s kindled fires
The passion and the love, that
Burns in me throughout the night.

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