When, due to a confidential matter, he became unable to meet with a woman he had finally become able to see, he sent this.

あふさかの木のした露にぬれしよりわが衣手はいつもかわかず

aFusaka no ko no sitaduyu ni nuresi yori wa ga koromode Fa itumo kawakazu

Meeting Hill’s Trees drip dewdrops and Have soaked me, so My sleeves Never will be dry.

Lord Kanesuke