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霜のたてつゆのぬきこそよわからし山の錦のをればかつちる
| simo no tate tuyu no nuki koso yowakarasi yama no nisiki no woreba katu tiru |
With frost-fall as the warp, and Dewfall as the weft How flimsy Is the mountains’ brocade: Woven, it falls apart. |
Sekio
When he had not served at Court for some time and was in seclusion at a mountain retreat, he composed:
おく山のいはがきもみぢちりぬべしてる日のひかり見る時なくて
| oku yama no iFagaki momidi tirinubesi teru Fi no Fikari miru toki nakute |
Deep within the mountains Hard against crags the Autumn leaves Must have fallen; Light from the shining sun Is blotted out. |
Fujiwara no Sekio