Composed when people passed through the chrysanthemums around his cell.
濡れて干す山路の菊の露のまにいつか千歳を我は経にけむ
| nurete Fosu yamazi no kiku no tuyu no ma ni ituka titose wo ware Fa Fenikemu |
Drenched, then dry, Upon the moutain paths, with chrysanthemums In the gaps between the dewdrops – Sometimes a thousand years It seems I have passed by here… |
Sosei
17
谷深み水かけ草の下露や知られぬ恋の涙なるらむ
| tani ni Fukami midukakegusa no sitatuyu ya sirarenu koFi no namida naruramu |
Deep within the valley, Are the water-dripped loosestrife’s Silver dewdrops Secret love’s Tears? |
Minamoto no Toshiyori
源俊頼
萌え出でてまた双葉なる恋草のいく穂となきにおける露かな
| moeidete mata futabanaru koigusa no iku ho to naki ni okeru tsuyu kana |
Budding out, and In the first, freshest growth Are the lovely grasses; How many ears will not be touched By falling dewdrops… |
Minamoto no Yorimasa
源頼政
宮城野のま萩が上の白露を玉にしきても宿る月かな
| miyagino no mahagi ga ue no shiratsuyu o tama ni shikitemo yadoru tsuki kana |
On Miyagi plain Upon the fair bush clover Silver dewdrops Are spread like gems Where the moon takes rest. |
Ietaka
Topic unknown.
小笹原葉末の露は玉に似て石なき山を行く心地する
| ozasawara hazue no tsuyu wa tama ni nite ishinaki yama o yuku kokochisuru |
In the groves of young broad-leaved bamboo Dewdrops on the leaf-tips Resemble jewels; Through mountains with no rocks I feel as if I travel! |
Saigyō
西行
秋の夜の稲葉の露に稲妻の光を宿す程は我が身か
| aki no yo no inaba no tsuyu ni inazuma no hikari o yadosu hodo wa wa ga mi ka |
On an autumn night In the dewdrops on the rice fronds The lightning’s Light does lodge – Will I last as long? |
Minamoto no Nakazane
Left (Win).
さらでだに恨みんと思ふ我妹子が衣の裾に秋風ぞ吹く
| sarade dani uramin to omou wagimoko ga koromo no suso ni akikaze zo fuku |
That is not it, yet even so, I do think to hate My darling girl, Her robe hem Blown by the autumn wind… |
Lord Ari’ie.
935
Right.
いかなれば露をば払ふ風の音に物思ふ袖の濡れまさるらん
| ika nareba tsuyu o harau kaze no oto ni mono’omou sode no nuremasaruran |
For some reason Dewdrops blown by The wind – the mere sound Brings to my gloomy sleeves A dampness most extreme… |
Jakuren.
936
The Right state: the Left’s poem is most admirable. The Left state: the Right’s poem is definitely not!
In judgement: to give the gist of the comments by the Gentlemen of the Left and the Right, the Left’s poem is admirable, and the Right’s poem is not admirable at all. I see no need to make much more of this round that that, so, the Left wins.
夕立や雲のさわぎに風はやみ露をとどむる草の葉はぞなき
| yūdachi ya kumo no sawagi ni kaze wa yami tsuyu o todomuru kusa no ha zo naki |
An evening shower: The clouds confused With the dropping of the wind, and Dewdrops lingering On not a single blade of grass. |
Minamoto no Akinaka
Topic unknown.
宮木野のもとあらの小萩つゆをおもみ風をまつごと君をこそまつ
| miyagino no motoara no koFagi tuyu o omomi kaze o matu goto kimi o koso matu |
On Miyagi Plain The speckled bush clover Weighed down with dewdrops Awaits the wind, just as I do wait for you… |
Anonymous
Left (Tie).
風荒きもとあらの小萩袖に見て更け行夜半におもる白露
| kaze araki moto’ara no kohagi sode ni mite fukeyuku yowa ni omoru shiratsuyu |
The wind, rough, Speckles the little bush clover; Upon my sleeves At midnight Heavy lie silven dewdrops. |
695
Right.
來ぬひとを何にかこたん山の端の月は待出でて小夜更けにけり
| konu hito o nani ni ka kotan yama no hashi no tsuki wa machi’idete sayo fukenikeri |
A man who comes not – For what should I sigh? The mountains’ edge Awaits the emerging moon, As evening wears on. |
696
Left and Right, again, state they find no faults.
Shunzei’s judgement: the Left’s ‘upon my sleeves’ (sode ni mite) seems to go well with the conception, but that conception itself is not expressed in the poem’s diction. The Right’s ‘for what should I sigh?’ simply expresses the conception in its diction. They are of the same quality and should tie.