Round Forty-Seven

Left

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

ausaka no ko no shitazuyu ni nureshi yori wa ga koromode wa itsumo kawakazu

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

93[i]

Right

わが恋はあまのかるもにみだれつつかわく間もなきなみのした草

wa ga koi wa ama no karu mo ni midaretsutsu kawaku ma mo naki nami no shitagusa

My love is as The seaweed reaped by fisherfolk: Ever confused, and Dry for not a moment— A grass growing ‘neath the waves.

94[ii]

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[i] GSS XI: 723: When, due to a confidential matter, he became unable to meet with a woman he had finally become able to see, he sent this.

[ii] SZS XIII: 793: Composed as a love poem, when he held a poetry match at his residence, when he was a Middle Captain.