さらぬだになみだのかかる我袖をかくれぬらしぞ道芝の露

saranu dani namida no kakaru wa ga sode o kakurenurashi zo michishiba no tsuyu

‘Tis not that Tears hanging on My sleeves have Secretly drenched them—‘tis Dewdrops from the roadside grasses.

The Minister of Justice
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I don’t think this is particularly moving; the conjecture is brief, and the greater than normal pivot is lacking in realism.