Sanekata Shū 314

Around the first day of the Fourth Month, I was somewhat unwell and wrote this to a lady who knew nothing of it, but had sent no letter enquiring.

夏引の糸にはあらず一日より苦しかるとも知らぬなるべし

natubiki no
ito ni Fa arazu
Fito Fi yori
kurusikaru to mo
siranu narubesi
Spun in summer
A silken thread I’m not,
Yet since the first
That I have suffered
You know not, most likely.

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