Pine Crickets 松虫
ひとりゐてなかむる秋の夕くればおなじ心に松虫ぞなく
hitori ite nagamuru aki no yū kureba onaji kokoro ni matsumushi zo naku All alone, and Gazing out on an autumn Evening falling, The same feeling fills The pine crickets’ cries.
Daishin
Pine Crickets 松虫
くれにとはたれかたのめし身をつめば人松虫のあはれとぞ思ふ
kure ni to wa tare ka tanomeshi mi o tsumeba hito matsumushi no aware to zo omou Trapped in darkness On whom did I rely? When clinging on with longing, Pining for him, the crickets’ Sorrow is all I feel.
Higo
Pine Crickets 松虫
夕されば荻の下葉やくらからん月まつ虫の声きこゆなり
yū sareba ogi no shitaba ya kurakaran tsuki matsumushi no koe kikoyunari When the evening comes Do the under-leaves of silver-grass Seem shadowed? Pining for the moon, the crickets’ Cries I hear.
Kanemasa
Pine Crickets 松虫
ときは山ふもとの野べにとしをへて色もかはらぬ松虫のこゑ
tokiwayama fumoto no nobe ni toshi o hete iro mo kawaranu matsumushi no koe On the eternal mountains’ Foothills’ meadows The year passes by, yet Never-changing are the hues of The pine crickets’ songs.
Tadafusa
Pine Crickets 松虫
夕されば野べもや物をおもふらん松虫鳴きて露しめりけり
yū sareba nobe mo ya mono o omouran matsumushi nakite tsuyu shimerikeri When the evening comes Does the plain seem Sunk in thought? The pine crickets crying, and The dew so chill…
Toshiyori
Pine Crickets 松虫
松虫のむぐらの下に声するは野原の風や夜さむなるらん
matsumushi no mugura no shita ni koesuru wa nohara no kaze ya yo samunaruran The pine crickets from Beneath the weeds Do cry; Is it the wind from off the plain That makes this night seem so chill?
Nakazane
Pine Crickets 松虫
たのめつつこぬつらさにぞ夜もすがらいまやいまやと松虫の声
tanometsutsu konu tsurasa ni zo yomosugara ima ya ima ya to matsumushi no koe Ever expectant, but How cruel this is! All through the night Wondering if ‘tis now Pining with the crickets’ song…
Akinaka
Her Majesty, the Empress, had such a limitlessly refined nature, that there was no one in the world who was her equal. Ise’s chamber had a most beautiful garden planted before them and, in autumn, when she had returned to her dwelling for a while, Her Majesty wrote, ‘Why have you not returned yet? It seems that you will be so late in coming that the pine crickets before your chamber will have ceased to sing and the flowers will, no doubt, be past their best.’ Ise replied:
松虫も鳴きやみぬなる秋の野に誰よぶとてか花見にも來む
matu musi mo
nakiyaminu naru
aki no no ni
tare yobu tote ka
Fanami ni mo komu
The pining crickets
Have ceased to sing
In the autumn fields;
Who calls from there, I wonder,
Will she come to view the flowers…
When he was considerably over eighty, he was commanded to compose a hundred poem sequence, so he composed this and presented it.
しめをきていまやとおもふ秋山のよもぎがもとにまつむしのなく
shime okite ima ya to omou aki yama no yomogi ga moto ni matsumushi no naku ‘Tis there I’ll rest– And wonder if now is the time– Upon a mount in autumn Beneath a mugwort patch Pining, the crickets cry.
Master of the Dowager Empress’ Household Office Toshinari 藤原俊成
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