Tametadake godo hyakushu 729

百草の花のけぶりや七夕の雲の衣の袖に染むらむ

momokusa no
hana no keburi ya
tanabata no
kumo no koromo no
sode ni shimuramu
Are all the grasses
Blooms, a smoke, that into
The Weaver Maid’s
Robe of cloud’s
Sleeves will sink?

Fujiwara no Shunzei

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