春の霞いへたちいでてゆきにけんきぎすたつ野をやきてけるかな
haru no kasumi ie tachi’idete yukiniken kigisu tatsu no o yakitekeru kana With the haze of spring From his home he arises and, departing, Seems to go— The plain from whence the pheasant leaves Is afire!
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をみなへし 野辺の古郷おもひいでて宿れる虫の声やこひしき
ominaeshi nobe no furusato omoi’idete yadoreru mushi no koe ya koishiki A maidenflower’s Former home upon the plains I do recall, Resting there, the insects’ Cries are what I long for…
4[i]
[i] Motozane-shū (63) with the headnote ‘Maidenflowers’ (ominaeshi 女郎花).
そめ河にやどかる浪のはやければなき名立つとも今は怨みじ
somekaFa ni yado karu nami no Fayakereba nakina tatu tomo ima Fa uramizi Upon the Somé River Waves make their home Swiftly they run, so Even a baseless rumour I may not despise now…
Minamoto no Shigeyuki
When His Excellency, Kintsugu, in response to an imperial command, made a pilgrimage to the Grand Shrine, on the occasion of his return, this was sent to him from among the court ladies attending the Ise Virgin.
うれしさもあはれもいかにこたへまし古郷人に問はれましかば
ureshisa mo aware mo ika ni kotaemashi furusatobito ni towaremashikaba Of my joy, and Sadness, too, how I would tell My old friend from home Should he ask of them…
Anonymous
Composed on warblers.
うちきらし雪はふりつつしかすがにわが家のそのに鶯ぞなく
utikirasi yuki Fa Furitutu sikasuga ni wa ga ya no sono ni uguisu zo naku All is darkened by The ever-falling snow, But even so In the grounds around my home Indeed, the warbler sings!
Ōtomo no Yakamochi
あしびきの山よりおくにやどもがな年のくまじきかくれがにせむ
ashihiki no yama yori oku ni yado mogana toshi no kumajiki kakurega ni semu Deeper than the leg-wearying Mountains’ depth I would make my home That the years will not come there, To my hidden hut.
397
My reply:
ぬししれと引きける駒の雪を分けばかしこき跡にかへれとぞ思ふ
nushi shire to hikikeru koma no yuki o wakeba kashikoki ato ni kaere to zo omou ‘Know your master!’ Following such a mount Forged through the snow did you, then In his fine footsteps Returned home, I feel!
387
I wrote this myself and sent it with Naitō Tomochika, Secretary of the Bureau of Horses, having selected him as a trustworthy individual.
Waiting for a man amidst the snow.
けふもまたひとりながめてくれにけりたのめぬやどの庭の白雪
kyō mo mata hitori nagamete kurenikeri tanomenu yado no niwa no shirayuki Today, once more, again Alone I gaze into The gathered twilight; No hopes at my home with Snow, so white, the garden covering…
384
もみぢばは道もなきまで散りしきぬわがやどをとふ人しなければ
momijiba wa michi mo naki made chirishikinu wa ga yado o tou hito shi nakereba Scarlet leaves— The path is gone With their scattered spreading, For visiting my home Comes not a single soul…
Insects at an ancient estate
たのめこし人だにとはぬふる郷にたれ松むしのよはに鳴くらん
tanomekoshi hito dani towanu furusato ni tare matsumushi no yowa ni nakuran Him, I trusted, but He calls not at all At my dilapidated home, so For whom might the pining crickets Cry at midnight?
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