SZS XV: 929

Composed in the conception of Love before the moon.

なげゝとて月やはものを思はするかこち顏なる我涙かな

nageke tote
tuki ya Fa mono wo
omoFasuru
kakoti kaFo naru
ware namida kana
What grieves me so –
The moon? – when sunk
In thought,
It is a pretext for
My tears, I think.

The Monk En’i

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