Round Eight
Left
風さむみゆふかげ草にかくろへてはたおる虫の声聞ゆなり
kaze samumi yūkage kusa ni kakuroete hataorumushi no koe kikoyu nari Chill the wind
Chikafusa
Right
誰がためとあやめも見えぬ夕ざれにはたおる虫の声聞ゆらん
ta ga tame to ayame mo mienu yūzare ni hataorumushi no koe kikoyuran For whose sake
Lady Hȳoe
At present, ‘Amidst the gloam / Of eventide’ appears to have a bit more conception than ‘the evening grasses, from / Whence, concealed, / The crickets’.
Pine crickets
Left (Win)
いまこむとたれたのめけむあきのよをあかしかねつつまつむしのなく
ima komu to tare tanomekemu aki no yo o akashikanetsutsu matsumushi no naku ‘I’m coming now’—
Tachibana no Yasūdoki
Right
あききてはほどへにけるをあやしくもわがまつむしのおとづれもせぬ
aki kite wa hodo henikeru o ayashiku mo wa ga matsumushi no otozure mo senu Autumn comes, and
Minamoto no Satake
On giving a robe to a certain monk
野べみれば露霜さむみきりぎりすよるの衣のうすくやあるらん
nobe mireba tsuyujimo samumi kirigirisu yoru no koromo no usuku ya aruran When I gaze upon the meadows,
Composed listening to crickets chirping one night in the Longest Month.
きりぎりすよはのころものうすきうへにいたくは霜のおかずもあらなん
kirigirisu yowa no koromo no usuki ue ni itaku wa shimo no okazu mo aranan The crickets’
きりぎりすなく夕ぐれの秋風に我さへあやな物ぞかなしき
kirigirisu naku yūgure no akikaze ni ware sae ayana mono zo kanashiki As the crickets
秋の夜の月のみやこのきりぎりすなくはむかしのかげや恋しき
aki no yo no tsuki no miyako no kirigirisu naku wa mukashi no kage ya koishiki On an autumn night
あさぢはら露しげき庭の蛬秋ふかきよの月になくなり
asajiwara tsuyu shigeki niwa no kirigirisu aki fukaki yo no tsuki ni nakunari A field of cogon-grass,
Crickets
秋ふかみつゆさむきよのきりぎりすただいたづらに音をのみぞ鳴く
aki fukami tsuyu samuki yo no kirigirisu tada itazura ni ne o nomi zo naku In the depths of autumn
A sedōka
蟋蟀之 吾床隔尓 鳴乍本名 起居管 君尓恋尓 宿不勝尓
こほろぎの あがとこのへに なきつつもとな おきゐつつ きみにこふるに いねかてなくに
koporogi no The crickets
Anonymous
On blossom
草深三 蟋多 鳴屋前 芽子見公者 何時来益牟
くさふかみ こほろぎさはに なくやどの はぎみにきみは いつかきまさむ
kusa pukami Deep within the grasses
Anonymous
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