Groves 原
霧をいたみまのの萩原時雨れしてしづくに袖をおどろかしつる
| kiri o itami mano no hagiwara shigure shite shizuku ni sode o odorokashitsuru | Mists run round The bush-clover groves at Mano, where Drizzle falls; Droplets on my sleeves – So startling! |
Toshiyori
Tag Archives: hagi
MYS X: 2231
On wind.
萩の花咲きたる野辺にひぐらしの鳴くなるなへに秋の風吹く
| pagi no pana sakitaru nobe ni pigurasi no nakunaru nape ni aki no kaze puku |
Bush clover blooms Flowering in the fields where While the evening cicadas Sing Blows the autumn wind. |
Anonymous
SKS X: 353
Composed when there was much disturbance in the world.
朝な朝な鹿の柵む萩がえの末葉の露のありがたのよや
| asana asana sika no sikaramu Fagi ga e no suweba no tuyu no arigata no yo ya |
Every morning The stag is tangled in Bush clover branches, Dew upon the leaf-tips – Such is the length of life… |
Zōki
増基
MYS VII: 1364
On blossom.
見まく欲り恋ひつつ待ちし秋萩は花のみ咲きてならずかもあらむ
| mimakupori koitutu matisi aki pagi pa pana nomi sakite narazu kamo aramu |
Longing to see, and Yearning have I awaited The autumn bush clover: In flower only does it bloom – Will no more come of it that that… |
Anonymous
MYS VII: 1363
On blossom.
春日野に咲きたる萩は片枝はいまだふふめり言な絶えそね
| kasugano ni sakitaru pagi pa kataeda pa imada pupumeri koto na tae so ne |
On Kasuga Plain Blooms bush clover; One branch is Yet in bud, it seems; Let its words cease not! |
Anonymous
MYS X: 2175
On dew.
このころの秋風寒し萩の花散らす白露置きにけらしも
| kono koro no akikaze samusi pagi no pana tirasu siratuyu wokinikerasi mo |
At about this time The autumn wind is chill; Bush clover bloom Scattering silver dewdrops – Do they, perhaps, fall too? |
Anonymous
MYS VIII: 1605
A poem by Ōtomo sukune Yakamochi.
高円の野辺の秋萩このころの暁露に咲きにけむかも
| takamato no nobe no akipagi kono koro no akatoki tuyu ni sakinikemu kamo |
At Takamato The bush clover At about this time With dawn-time dew Does it bloom, I wonder… |
MYS X: 2098
On blossom.
奥山に棲むといふ鹿の夕さらず妻どふ萩の散らまく惜しも
| wokuyama ni sumu to ipu sika no yopi sarazu tumadopu pagi no tiramaku wosimo |
Deep within the mountains Lives a stag; Every evening He calls upon his bride, the bush clover, but That it is scattered, brings him only regret… |
MYS VIII: 1600
[One of] two poems by Palace Attendant Ishikawa no Hironari.
妻恋ひに鹿鳴く山辺の秋萩は露霜寒み盛り過ぎゆく
| tumagopi ni sika naku yamabe no aki pagi pa tuyu simo samumi sakarisugiyuku |
Loving his bride A stag cries on the mountains’ edge where The autumn bush clover Chill with dew Has passed its best. |
Ishikawa no Hironari
石川広成
GSIS IV: 300
At a time when she was living with relatives, and the bush-clover was blooming particularly beautifully, the master of the house was somewhere else and not communicating, so she sent this to him.
白露も心おきてや思ふらむぬしもたづねぬやどの秋はぎ
| siratuyu mo kokoro okite ya omoFuramu nusi mo tasunenu yado no aki Fagi |
Silver dewdrops Also fall on their hearts I feel; As the master pays no call On his dwelling’s autumn bush-clover. |
Chikuzen Wet Nurse
筑前乳母