Bush clover
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しかのこゑたかさごやまのはぎなればをりてこしよりねをやなくらん
shika no koe takasagoyama no hagi nareba oritekoshi yori ne o ya nakuran A stag’s cry On Takasago Mountain, where Lies bush clover: Might someone have come and picked her That he lets out such cries?
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Right
あきはぎの花のながるるかはのせにしがらみかくるしかのねもせぬ
akihagi no hana no nagaruru kawa no se ni shigarami kakuru shika no ne mo senu Autumn bush clover Blooms flow down The river rapids and Hang upon the lattice weir, and The stag cries not at all…
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One day, he was summoned to the Thunder Pavilion to take wine with His Majesty; rain was falling fiercely as evening drew on and when he rose to take his leave, he took his wine-cup and…
秋はぎの花をば雨にぬらせども君をばましてをしとこそおもへ
aki Fagi no Fana woba ame ni nurasedomo kimi woba masite osi to koso omoFe The autumn bush clover’s Blooms by the raindrops Have been soaked, yet, My lord, far more Do I regret leaving you.
Tsurayuki
The Middle of Autumn
Left (Tie)
くもゐよりてりやまさるときよたきのそこにてもみむあきのつきかげ
kumoi yori teri ya masaru to kiyotaki no soko nite mo mimu aki no tsukikage From the clouds Does it shine most bright? On Kiyotaki’s Riverbed I see Autumn moonlight.
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Right
人しれぬねをやなくらんあきはぎのはなさくまでにしかのこゑせぬ
hito shirenu ne o ya nakuran aki hagi no hana saku made ni shika no koe senu That no one may know Quietly, does he cry? Until the autumn bush clover Blooms flower The stag’s bell stays silent.
Mitsune 14
The Eighth Month.
人しれぬねをやなくらん秋萩の色づくまでに鹿の声せぬ
hito shirenu ne o ya nakuran aki hagi no irozuku made ni shika no koe senu That no one may know Quietly, does he cry? Until the autumn bush clover Shows fair hues The stag’s bell stays silent.
Mitsune
Left
白露の染めいだす萩の下紅葉衣にうつすあきは来にけり
shiratsuyu no some’idasu hagi no shita momiji koromo ni utsusu aki wa kinikeri Silver dewdrops Lay dye upon the bush clover’s Scarlet underleaves: Reflected in its garb, Autumn has come!
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Right
風寒み啼く秋虫のなみだこそ草に色どる露とおくらめ
kaze samumi naku akimushi no namida koso kusa ni irodoru tsuyu to okurame The wind is chill, with The crying autumn insects’ Tears; Bringing colour to the grasses, The dew seems to fall…
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Autumn
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秋の夜の有明にみれど久堅の月のかつらはうつろはぬかな
aki no yo no ariake ni miredo hisakata no tsuki no katsura wa utsurouwanu kana An autumn night’s Dawn I see, yet The eternal Moon’s silver trees Show no sign of fading!
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秋萩の花咲く比の白露は下ばのためとわきて置くべし
aki hagi no hana saku koro no shiratsuyu wa shitaba no tame to wakite okubeshi In autumn, the bush clover Flowers bloom—just then Silver dewdrops For the under-leaves Do fall, marking every one.
14
秋風はいなばもそよとふきつめりかりみる程と成りやしぬらん
akikaze wa inaba mo soyo to fukitsumeri kari miru hodo to nari ya shinuran The autumn breeze Seems to rustle the rice stalks As it blows; Seeing if ‘tis time to reap them— Is that what it is, I wonder?
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銀河とわたる舟は花薄ほにいづるほどぞかげもみゆべき
ama no kawa towataru fune wa hanasusuki ho ni izuru hodo zo kage mo miyubeki Across the River of Heaven A boat goes ferrying: When the silver grass Ears burst into bloom, Can its shape be seen.
16
女郎花さがの花をば色ながら秋をさかりといはれずもがな
ominaeshi saga no hana oba iro nagara aki o sakari to iwarezu mogana Maidenflowers: Blossoms from Saga Reveal their hues, and In autumn are most fine—that Goes without saying!
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小男鹿の朝たつ霧にうりふ山嶺の梢は色こかりけり
saoshika no asa tatsu kiri ni urifuyama mine no kozue wa iro kokarikeri Stags Within the rising morning mist on Urifu Moutain, where The treetops on the peak Have taken darker hues.
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さをしかのしがらみふする秋はぎはたまなす露ぞつつみたりける
saoshika no shigarami fusuru akihagi wa tama nasu tsuyu zo tsutsumitarikeru Ah, the stag, Entangled, tripped On the autumn bush clover; Dewdrops turned gemlets Have wrapped him all around.
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かみなみのみむろの山をわけゆけばにしきたちきる心ちこそすれ
kaminami no mimuro no yama o wakeyukeba nishiki tachikiru kokochi koso sure Deities dwell Upon Mount Mimuro, where I forge my way, Cutting and sewing the brocade of leaves, I feel!
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Groves 原
霧をいたみまのの萩原時雨れしてしづくに袖をおどろかしつる
kiri o itami mano no hagiwara shigure shite shizuku ni sode o odorokashitsuru Mists run round The bush-clover groves at Mano, where Drizzle falls; Droplets on my sleeves – So startling!
Toshiyori
On wind.
萩の花咲きたる野辺にひぐらしの鳴くなるなへに秋の風吹く
pagi no pana
sakitaru nobe ni
pigurasi no
nakunaru nape ni
aki no kaze puku
Bush clover blooms
Flowering in the fields where
While the evening cicadas
Sing
Blows the autumn wind.
Anonymous
Composed when there was much disturbance in the world.
朝な朝な鹿の柵む萩がえの末葉の露のありがたのよや
asana asana
sika no sikaramu
Fagi ga e no
suweba no tuyu no
arigata no yo ya
Every morning
The stag is tangled in
Bush clover branches,
Dew upon the leaf-tips –
Such is the length of life…
Zōki
増基
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