ひとりふす草の枕のよるのつゆは友なき鹿のなみだなりけり
| hitori fusu kusa no makura no yoru no tsuyu wa tomo naki shika no namida narikeri | Lying alone Upon a grassy pillow The dew tonight is A friendless stag’s Tears. |
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Original
ひとこふるこころはそらにかよへばやそらもなみだもともにしぐるる
| hito kouru kokoro wa sora ni kayoeba ya sora mo namida mo tomo ni shigururu | Yearning for him, does My heart into the skies And back fly? The skies and my tears, Both, are naught but showers… |
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Left
ひとこふるこころはそらもなきものをいづこよりふるしぐれなるらむ
| hito kouru kokoro wa sora mo naki mono o izuko yori furu shigure naruramu | Yearning for him, My heart within the skies Is not, so Where is it that these falling Showers might be from? |
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Right
おほかたのものおもふときにしぐるるをあきのそらとはみゆるなるらん
| ōkata no mono’omou toki ni shigururu o aki no sora to wa miyuru naruran | In general When sunk in gloomy thought, Showers fall— How like the autumn skies It does seem… |
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Left
なみだがはせけどとまらずあかつきのわかれはをしのうきねをぞする
| namidagawa sekedo tomarazu akatsuki no wakare wa oshi no ukine o zo suru | The river of my tears I dam, yet they cease not: Dawn’s Parting I regret, as a mandarin Drifting in fitful sleep. |
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Right
おきてゆくかたもしられずまどふかななみだもそでもめにさはりつつ
| okiteyuku kata mo shirarezu madou kana namida mo sode mo me ni sawaritsutsu | Rising and departing, Knowing not where to go, I am lost! My tears and my sleeves, too, Ever sting my eyes… |
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Left
はるのよのあかぬわかれのあかつきはちへのにしきをたつにざりける
| haru no yo no akanu wakare no akatsuki wa chie no nishiki o tatsu ni zarikeru | After a spring night, Unsatisfied, parting at The dawn, Sewn a thousandfold, the brocade Through which I go! |
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Right
あけぬてふこゑもなみだももろともにうちいづるからにそでぞぬれける
| akenu chō koe mo namida mo morotomo ni uchi’izuru kara ni sode zo nurekeru | ‘Tis dawn, say Birdsongs and tears Both, Bursting out, so My sleeves are soaked! |
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On the same conception, when the Lay Priest and Former Chancellor had ten poem sequences composed at his residence.
いまよりの涙のはてよいかならん恋ひそむるだに袖はぬれけり
| ima yori no namida no hateyo ika naran koisomuru dani sode wa nurekeri | From this moment Cease, my tears! What has occurred? Why, love’s first tint is all That wets my sleeves. |
Former Major Counsellor Tame’uji


Round Thirty-Six
Left
秋をおもふ涙やもろき夕月夜木葉がくれに鹿ぞ鳴くなる
| aki o omou namida ya moroki yūzukuyo ko no hagakure ni shika zo nakunaru | Filled with autumn feelings Do tears drip down? On a moonlit evening Hidden ‘mong the leafy trees, A stag does call. |
Dōchin
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Right (Win)
を山田に風の吹きしくいなむしろよなよな鹿のふしどなりけり
| oyamada ni kaze no fukishiku inamushiro yonayona shika no fushidonarikeri | Across the mountain paddies The wind blows, spreading The rice into a coverlet, where Night after night, the stag Does lay his head. |
Dharma Master Nyokan
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The Left’s poem does not appear to have any faults worth indicating, yet the Right’s poem is still more pleasant. It should win.




Love.
Left
人知れぬ恋の涙はうぐひすの初声にこそながれいでぬれ
| hito shirenu koi no namida wa uguisu no hatsukoe ni koso nagare’idenure | Unknown to all My tears of love With the warbler’s First cry have Burst into flow! |
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Right
いかならむときか忘れむ春霞たちゐる空も君ぞこひしき
| ika naramu toki ka wasuremu harugasumi tachi’iru sora mo kimi zo koishiki | What is to become of me? Can I forget the time, when The spring haze Rising into the skies, too, Was dear to me as you? |
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