Composed on ‘love in the evening’.
もしほやくあまのいそやのゆふけぶりたつなもくるし思たえなで
| moshio yaku ama no iso ya no yû keburi tatsu na mo kurushi omoi taenade |
Seaweed-salt burning, From fisher-folks’ huts upon the rocky shore In the evening smoke Rises-painful to lose my good name, yet I cannot bear this longing. |
Fujiwara no Hideyoshi
Composed when looking at a drawing of Takasago on a screen in the Hall of the Four Heavenly Kings.
ふく風の色こそ見えねたかさごのおのへの松に秋はきにけり
| fuku kaze no iro koso mienu takasago no onoe no matsu ni aki wa kinikeri |
In the gusting wind There’s no colour to be seen Yet to Takasago’s Pine-treed peaks Autumn has come. |
Fujiwara no Hideyoshi