Left (Win).
お泊瀬や峰のときは木吹しほり嵐にくもる雪の山本
| ohatsuse ya mine no tokiwagi fukishiori arashi ni kumoru yuki no yamamoto |
Upon Ohatsuse Peak, the evergreens Bow down before The storm wind: clouds of Snow around the mountain’s foot. |
99
Right
白妙にたなびく雲を吹きまぜて雪にあまぎる峰の松風
| shirotae ni tanabiku kumo o fukimazete yuki ni amagiru mine no matsukaze |
A cloth of white The streaming clouds Are blown together with The snow, shrouding the sky, As zephyrs brush the peak-bound pines. |
100
Left (Tie).
神さびていはふ御室の年ふりて猶ゆふかくる松の白雪
| kamusabite iwau mimuro no toshi furite nao yū kakuru matsu no shirayuki |
Upon the hallowed, Celebrated shrine Year piles on year; Even now sacred cords hang, Like snow upon the pines. |
97
Right
ながめやる衣手さむく降雪にゆふやみしらぬ山の端の月
| nagameyaru koromode samuku furu yuki ni yūyami shiranu yama no ha no tsuki |
Gazing into space My sleeves grow chill With fallen snow; The dark of night is all unknown, The moon on the distant mountains’ edge. |
98
Left (Tie).
雪折の竹の下道跡もなし荒れにしのちの深草の里
| yuki ore no take no shitamichi ato mo nashi arenishi nochi no fukakusa no sato |
Snow-snapped Bamboo trails Bear no tracks After the storm At the estate of Fukakusa. |
95
Right
大伴の御津の濱風吹はらへ松とも見えじうづむ白雪
| ōtomo no mitsu no hama kaze fukiharae matsu tomo mieji uzumu shirayuki |
In Ōtomo Upon the beach at Mitsu, wind, Blow clean The pines, for they seem unlike themselves, Buried in drifted snow. |
96
Left (Tie).
駒とめて袖うちはらふかげもなし佐野ゝわたりの雪の夕暮
| koma tomete sode uchiharau kage mo nashi sano no watari no yuki no yûgure |
Halting my mount, To sweep clear my sleeves, Shelter is there none, At the ferry port of Sano, This snow-shrouded evening. |
93
Right
待人の麓の道やたえぬ覧軒ばの杉に雪をもるなり
| matsu hito no fumoto no michi ya taenuran nokiba no sugi ni yuki o morunari |
My awaited guest’s Path through the foothills Must have vanished, For the cedar by my eaves Stands buried in the snow. |
94
Left (Win).
浦風やとはに浪こす濱松のねにあらはれてなくちどりかな
| ura kaze ya towa ni nami kosu hamamatsu no ne ni arawarete naku chidori kana |
The breeze across the bay Endlessly breaks waves upon The beach-bound pines Washed roots, as comes the sound of Plover calls… |
91
Right
志賀の浦や氷もいくえゐるたづの霜の上毛に雪は降つゝ
| shiga no ura ya kōri mo ikue iru tazu no shimo no uwage ni yuki wa furitsutsu |
In the bay at Shiga Many-fold the layers of ice: There, the cranes, Frost upon their feathers stand In the ever-falling snow. |
92
Left.
旅寢する夢路はたえぬ須磨の關通ふちどりの暁の聲
| tabinesuru yumeji wa taenu suma no seki kayou chidori no akatsuki no koe |
Asleep on my travels, My path of dreams has ceased, at The lonely barrier of Suma; Returning from their roosts, plovers Cries fill the dawn. |
89
Right (Win)
なくちどり袖の凑を訪ひこかし唐舟もよるの寢ざめに
| naku chidori sode no minato wo toikokashi morokoshibune mo yoru no nezame ni |
Plovers, with your cries, To the river-mouth of my sleeve Come calling! A ship from far Cathay Starts me from night-time sleep… |
90
Left (Win).
信楽の外山の霰ふりすさみあれゆく冬の雲の色かな
| shigaraki no toyama no arare furisusami areyuku fuyu no kumo no iro kana |
Shigaraki’s Nearby peaks Pile up hailstones; Wild winter Colours the clouds. |
87
Right
山賤の朝けのこやにたく柴のしばしと見れば暮るゝそらかな
| yamagatsu no asake no koya ni taku shiba no shibashi to mireba kururu sora kana |
The mountain folk This morn within their huts Did kindle firewood; Briefly I thought to watch, yet Already darkness stains the sky. |
88
Left (Win).
朝夕の音は時雨のならしばにいつ降りかはる霰なるらん
| asa yū no oto wa shigure no narashiba ni itsu furikawaru arare naruran |
Morn and night The sound of rain upon Oaken boughs; When, I wonder, did it change To hail? |
85
Right
霰降しづがさゝ屋のそよさらに一夜ばかりの夢をやは見る
| arare furi shizu ga sasaya no soyo sara ni hito yo bakari no yume o ya wa miru |
Hailstones fall Upon my mean bamboo roof; Will I, at least, Briefly this night Catch a glimpse of dreams? |
86
Left.
神無月くれやすき日の色なれば霜の下葉に風もたまらず
| kaminazuki kureyasuki hi no iro nareba shimo no shitaba ni kaze mo tamarazu |
In the Godless Month The swiftly setting sun’s Shade is such That on the frosted under-leaves The wind rests not at all. |
83
Right (Win)
花すゝき草のたもとも朽はてぬ馴てわかれし秋をこふとて
| hana susuki kusa no tamoto no kuchihatenu narete wakareshi aki o kou tote |
The miscanthus blooms, Those grassy cuffs, Have withered all away; Parted from accustomed Autumn: that was all their longing… |
84
Left (Tie).
冬きては一夜二夜を玉ざゝの葉分の霜の所せきまで
| fuyu kite wa hito yo futa yo o tama zasa no hawake no shimo no tokoro seki made |
Winter has been here For but a night or two, yet Part the bamboo grass Fronds and frost Is all there is to find. |
81
Right
晴曇おなじながめのたのみだに時雨にたゆる遠の里人
| harekumoru onaji nagame no tanomi dani shigure ni tayuru ochi no satobito |
The clear sky clouding over, As I gaze lost into the distance: Even such longings Cease with the showers, O, my distant darling. |
82