秋はぎのむかしの露に袖ぬれてふるき籬に鹿ぞ鳴くなる
| akihagi no mukashi no tsuyu ni sode nurete furuki magaki ni shika zo nakunaru | Upon the autumn bush-clover The dewfall of bygone days does Soak my sleeve, as By the ruins of a lattice fence A stag bells out! |
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Daikōtaigōgū daijin kiyosuke-ason ke uta’awase 17
Round Seventeen
Left
夜もすがらをばすて山の月をみて昔にかよふ我がこころかな
| yomosugara obasuteyama no tsuki o mite mukashi kayou wa ga kokoro kana | All night long At Mount Obasute Gazing upon the moon— Drifting back to days gone by Goes my heart! |
Lord Kiyosuke
33
Right (Win)
山のはに雲のよこぎるよひのまは出でても月ぞ猶またれける
| yama no ha ni kumo no yokogiru yoi no ma wa idete mo tsuki zo nao matarekeru | Along the mountains’ edge Trail clouds Throughout the night, so Even as it rises, the moon I am yet awaiting! |
Atsuyori
34
Entō ōn’uta’awase 13
Round Thirteen
Left (Win)
桜花空にあまぎる白雲の棚引きわたるかづらきの山
| sakurabana sora ni amagiru shirakumo no tanabikiwataru kazuragi no yama | The cherry blossoms, As sky-sweeping Clouds of white Drape all across Kazuragi Mountain. |
Takasuke
25
Right
さくらさくながらの山のながき日も昔をこひぬ時のまぞなき
| sakura saku nagara no yama no nagaki hi mo mukashi o koinu toki no ma zo naki | The cherries bloom Changeless on Nagara Mountain; The lengthy days to Those beloved bygone Moments do not compare. |
Shimotsuke
26
Neither Left nor Right has any faults worth mentioning. The Right’s poem appears tranquil, with an artless quality. It has a moving sensibility of longing for the past, but the Left’s poem should just about win, I think.
GSIS X: 597
Kinkai wakashū 112
Kinkai wakashū 99
SIS XII: 710
Topic unknown.
あひみての後の心にくらぶればむかしは物をおもはざりけり
| aFimite no noti no kokoro ni kurabureba mukasi Fa mono wo omoFazarikeri | Having been with you, Now, my feelings Should I compare With those of bygone days—then I loved you not at all. |
Supernumerary Middle Counsellor Atsutada
SZS IX: 566
When she was in attendance on Empress Akiko, Her Majesty’s mien was that of recollecting a certain situation with His Majesty, Former Emperor Ichijō, so she presented this the following morning, after she had withdrawn from Her Majesty’s presence.
つねよりもまたぬれそひし袂かなむかしをかけて落ちし涙に
| tune yori mo mata nuresoFisi tamoto kana mukasi wo kakete wotisi namida ni | More than ever, Soaked through are My sleeves! For bygone days I stored up The tears I let fall now… |
Akazome Emon
