The Right state: the Left’s poem has no matters we can criticize. The Left state: the conception of Love in the Right’s poem is vague.
In judgement: The Left’s poem seem certainly to capture the conceptions of both Love and player-girls. ‘Even’ (sura shimo) in the Right’s final section, sounds rather abrupt and portentous, but the initial section is certainly elegant. Thus, the Right should win.
In judgement: the Left starts with ‘My home I left in floods’ (furusato ni ideshi ni masaru) and concludes with ‘the wild wind round my pillow breaks us apart in dreams’ (arashi no makura yume ni wakarete) – this is a form of words the quality of which I am entirely unable to convey with my own clumsy expressions, but the Right’s ‘O moonlight, sinking toward the mountains round the capital’ (miyako no yama ni kakaru tsukikage) is awash with a sense of tears, so it is most unclear which should win or lose. Both truly seem to reflect the conception of this topic ‘Love and Travel’ well. The poems have been so good every round that my brush is drenched with this old man’s tears, and I can find no other way to express it.
He had been secretly seeing the lady who had been sent to be the Ise Virgin, but when this became known to His Majesty, he put a guard upon her, and it was no longer possible to visit in secret, so he composed.
逢坂は東路とこそきゝしかど心盡しのせきにぞありける
aFusaka Fa
adumadi to koso
kikisikado
kokoro dukusi no
seki ni zo arikeru
Meeting Hill lies
Upon the road to the East
I had heard, and yet
My heart is exhausted by
The barrier here!
Master of the Left Capital Office, Michimasa
左京大夫通雅
He had accompanied his father to Tōtōmi province, then, after some years had passed, when he was sent to be Governor of Shimotsuke, he composed this at the bridge at Hamana.
東路の浜名の橋を来てみれば昔恋しき渡りなりけり
adumadi no
Famana no Fasi wo
kitemireba
mukasi koFisiki
watarinarikeri
Along eastern roads
To the bridge at Hamana
Have I come and now I see
Sights I loved long ago
Spread out before me…