| utukusi tö wa ga omopu imo pa paya mo sinanu ka ikeri tö mo wa ni yörubësi tö pito nö iwanaku ni |
How lovely I thought my darling: Oh, that she would swiftly die, For, living Would she cleave to me? There’s no word of it. |
This poem is included in the Kakinomoto no Asomi Hitomaro Kashū “The Hitomaro Collection” – while there is still disagreement over the provenance of many of its poems, there is at least the possibility that he wrote this.