春くれば袖のこほりもとけにけりもりくる月しやどるばかりに
| haru kureba sode no kōri mo tokenikeri morikuru tsuki shi yadoru bakari ni | Now that spring has come, The ice atop my sleeves Has melted, and The drops of moonlight are All that lodge there… |
Major Archbishop Gyōson
SKKS XVI: 1440