From when he held a poetry contest in five hundred rounds at his house.
ものおもはでかゝるつゆやは袖にをくながめてけりな秋のゆふぐれ
| mono’omowade kakaru tsuyu ya wa sode ni oku nagametekeri na aki no yūgure |
Not being sunk in gloomy thought Why should such dew Drop on my sleeves? Perhaps, I’ve gazed too long upon the rain In the autumn twilight. |
The Regent and Grand Minister [Fujiwara no Yoshitsune] (1169 – 1206)
藤原良経