Left (Tie).

いざさらば生田の杜に祈りみん頼む方なき戀の病を

iza saraba ikuta no mori ni inorimin tanomu kata naki koi no yamai o

So, now, To the sacred grove of Ikuta Shall I go to pray For this hopeless Love’s sickness…

Lord Kanemune.

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Right.

あはれとも思もやする我戀をなげきの杜の神に祈らん

aware tomo omoi mo ya suru wa ga koi o nageki no mori no kami ni inoruran

Pitiful Do you think me? So, the grief of love Will I burn in Nageki’s sacred grove As an offering…

The Provisional Master of the Empress Household Office.

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The Gentlemen of the Left and Right have nothing particular to say.

Shunzei’s judgement: the Left’s ‘so, now’ (iza saraba) seems pleasant. The Right’s poem has a fairly direct style. After comparison, this is a tie again.