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Yōzei’in ichi no miko himegimi uta’awase 13

Original

ゆくあきをまねくをばなのたもとにはつゆもおきあへずのどけからねば

yuku aki o
maneku obana no
tamoto ni wa
tsuyu mo oki’aezu
nodokekaraneba
Departing autumn
Beckoning, upon the silver grass
Sleeves
The dew cannot fall,
For tranquil they are not…

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まねくにしあきのとまらぬものならばをばなのそでやせばくなりなん

maneku ni shi
aki no tomaranu
mono naraba
obana no sode ya
sebaku narinan
They may beckon, but
Autumn will not linger,
So,
The silver grass sleeves
Narrow will become…

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Right

まねけどもとまらぬあきをはなすすきほにいでてしかをなきてしたはむ

manekedomo
tomaranu aki o
hanasusuki
ho ni idete shika o
nakite shitawamu
They beckon, yet
Autumn does not linger for
The silver grass,
Bursting into bloom, as the stags
Cry out, as I would, too…

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SKKS VIII: 769

Composed while gazing at some sweet-flags, which had been planted by her child who had died young.

あやめぐさたれしのべとかうゑおきてよもぎがもとのつゆと消えけん

ayamegusa
tare shinobe to ka
ue’okite
yomogi ga moto no
tsuyu to kieken
These sweet-flags,
O, who might recall, I wonder?
For you planted them
And, among the tangled mugwort roots
Seemed to vanish as the dew…

Kayanoin no Yūshide

Kinkai wakashū 612

In reply to a message sent from the residence of someone who had gone to a distant province, saying ‘I would show you my sleeves…’

我ゆゑにぬるるにはあらじから衣やまぢのこけの露にぞ有りける

ware yue ni
nururu ni wa araji
karakoromo
yamaji no koke no
tsuyu ni zo arikeru
For my sake
Soaked is not, I think,
Your Cathay robe, for
Mossy mountain paths
Are thick with dew!

612

SKKS XI: 1031

On the conception of summer lover, when he held a poetry match at his house.

うつせみのなくねやよそにもりの露ほしあへぬ袖を人のとふまで

utsusemi no
naku ne ya yoso ni
mori no tsuyu
hoshiaenu sode o
hito no tou made
A cicada shell of
Cries, sobs distant as
Dripping dewdrops in the forest—
My sleeves never drying
Until folk ask me why..

The Regent and Grand Minister

Kinkai wakashū 580

いはがねの苔のまくらに露おきていくよみ山の月にねぬらん

iwa ga ne no
koke no makura ni
tsuyu okite
iku yo miyama no
tsuki ni nenuran
At the crags’ foot
With moss for my pillow, and
Awake until the dewfall,
How many nights in the mountain deeps
Have I slept beneath the moon.[i]

580


[i] See: On the conception of seeing the moon while travelling, while at a place called the Barrier Gate Hall. 草枕ほどぞへにける都いでていくよかたびの月にねぬらむ kusamakura / hodo zo henikeru / miyako idete / ikuyo ka tabi no / tsuki ni nenuramu ‘Grassy pillows / For a while have been my lot! / Since departing the capital / For some days on my travels / Will I sleep beneath the moon.’ Ōe no Yoshitoki (Shinkokinshū X: 931)

Kinkai wakashū 579

The moon at a journey’s lodging

ひとりふす草の枕の露のうへにしらぬ野ばらの月をみるかな

hitori fusu
kusa no makura no
tsuyu no ue ni
shiranu nobara no
tsuki o miru kana
Lying alone
Upon a grassy pillow
Within the dew on
This unknown plain
I glimpse the moon.[i]

579


[i] See: Composed on the moon above the mountains. あしびきの山ぢのこけの露のうへにねざめ夜ぶかき月を見るかな ashibiki no / yamaji no koke no / tsuyu no ue ni / nezame yobukaki / tsuki o miru kana ‘Resting upon leg-wearying / Mountain trails’ moss / Atop the dew / I awoke late at night / And glimpsed the moon.’ Fujiwara no Hideyoshi (Shinkokinshū IV: 398): and: Composed as a travel poem. けふは又しらぬ野ばらに行きくれぬいづれの山か月はいづらん kyō wa mata / shiranu nobara ni / yukikurenu / izure no yama ka / tsuki wa izuran ‘Today, once more / Across an unknown plain /I go at sundown; / Which will be the mountain / Where the moon does rise?’ Minamoto no Ienaga (Shinkokinshū X: 956)

Kinkai wakashū 575

旅ごろもうらがなしかるゆふぐれのすそのの露に秋風ぞ吹く

tabigoromo
uraganashikaru
yūgure no
susono no tsuyu ni
akikaze zo fuku
In my traveller’s garb and
Sick at heart
Of an evening, as
Across the meadows on the slopes dewdrops
Drift upon the autumn wind! [i]

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[i] See: 旅ごろもうらがなしさにあかしかね草の枕は夢もむすばず tabigoromo / uraganashisa ni / akashikane / kusa no makura wa / yume mo musabazu ‘In my traveller’s garb / My heart-sickness / I cannot lift, for / My grassy pillow / Brings no dreams, at all…’ Hikaru Genji (Genji monogatari 223); and: たびごろもうらがなしかるあさぢふによはのしぐれよいかにせよとぞ tabigoromo / uraganashikaru / asajū ni / yowa no shigure yo / ika ni seyo to zo ‘In my traveller’s garb and / Sad at heart among / The clumps of cogon grass, / O, midnight shower, / Tell me, what I am I to do?’ Jakuchō (Sumiyoshi-sha uta’awase kaō ni-nen 54)