The end of the Sixth Month.
わぎもこがあせにそほつるねよりがみなつのひるまはうとしとやおもふ
| wagimoko ga ase ni soFoturu neyorigami natu no Firuma Fa utosi to ya omoFu | My darling girl Has sweat-soaked Sleep-tangled hair Daytime in summer is So troublesome, I feel! |
Sone no Yoshitada
Left (Win).
大方の露は干る間ぞ別れける我が袖一つ殘る雫に
| ōkata no tsuyu wa hiruma zo wakarekeru wa ga sode hitotsu nokoru shizuku ni |
In general, The dew would daytime dry become While we are parted, but On my sleeves alone Remain droplets… |
Lord Sada’ie.
813
Right.
明ぬればひると聞しをいかなれば戀する袖は濡れまさる覧
| akenureba hiru to kikishi o ika nareba koisuru sode wa nuremasaruran |
When daylight comes Dry they should be, I heard, but Why is it, then, that The sleeves of one in love are So exceedingly damp? |
Lord Tsune’ie.
814
The Right state: the conception of the Left’s poem is somewhat unclear. The Left state: the contents of the Right’s poem are pedestrian.
In judgement: is the conception of the Left’s poem, of the droplets remaining on one’s sleeves throughout the day being dewfall really that unclear? On hearing the Right’s akenureba hiru, I wondered what had happened to the morning? In addition, just having hiru and not hiruma is confusing. The poem does not say enough.
Left.
月を見てしばし思も忘られき晝間ぞ戀の慰めはなき
| tsuki o mite shibashi omoi mo wasurareki hiruma zo koi no nagusame wa naki |
Gazing at the moon Briefly my sadness I did forget; but In the daylight, love is No consolation, at all. |
Lord Suetsune.
811
Right (Win).
傾かぬ妹が心に日影かな中空にのみ物思ひし
| katabukanu imo ga kokoro ni hikage kana nakazora ni nomi mono’omoi shite |
Not inclining is My darling’s heart, Just like this sunshine; Upon the height of the heavens Dwell my gloomy thoughts… |
Nobusada.
812
The Right state: the Left’s poem has only ‘daylight’ (hiruma) and no other associated images, which makes it unpleasant on the ear. The Left state: we wonder about ‘Not inclining is my darling’ (katabukanu imo).
In judgement: in addition to the lack of associated images with ‘daylight’, the content of the initial line seems insufficient. Although the Right’s ‘not inclining is my darling’ is a little unclear, it seems as if her feelings are unmoved in any way. This is certainly seems like the conception of the sun being fixed overhead at noon, so the Right should win.
Composed on the conception of swearing one’s love in the middle of the day:
涙にや朽ちはてなましから衣袖のひるまと頼めざりせば
| namida ni ya kutiFatenamasi karakoromo sode no Firuma to tanomezariseba |
With tears Completely rotted will be My Cathay robe For to daytime dry the sleeves There is no one I can trust. |
Nakahara no Kiyoshige
中原清重