Round Seventeen
Left
東路のさやの中山なかなかに見えぬものからこひしかるらん
azumaji no saya no nakayama nakanaka ni mienu mono kara koishikaruran | On eastern roads lies Saya no Nakayama: I really Cannot see it at all, so I seem to love it all the more… |
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Right
This poem is missing from the surviving texts of the contest.