いかならん色とも知らぬ紫を
こころしてこそ人はそめけれ
こころしてこそ人はそめけれ
- Roma-ji
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Ika naran iro to mo shiranu murasaki o
kokoro shite koso hito wa somekere - English Translation
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This purple, whose true
shade I never understood—
with what great care, then,
you must have gone about it,
the dyeing of it for me
- Meaning
- This purple, whose shade I never understood—with what care you must have gone about the dyeing of it.
- Commentary
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Part One: Makibashira
This is her reply. His youth and beauty were such that she felt her own inadequacy, and, telling herself that he was in no way less than Genji, she composed herself and answered, adding that from now on she would serve knowing what she owed him. The Emperor laughed: to understand only now was of little use, and if anyone would hear his case he would like the rights of it argued. His earnestness made her so uneasy that she resolved to give no further sign of encouragement, and kept strictly to business; so that he could say none of what he wished, and consoled himself that she would grow used to him in time.
"What shade" is: with what feeling behind it. "Purple" and "dye" are both his own words, taken over. "Kokoro shite" is with great care. She frames it as thanks for a rank granted without any service to earn it, and pretends not to have received the other half of his poem at all. Taking up every pivot and restricting its sense to the question of rank is the same method she used in answering the Prince of War in the chapter of the Boneset. Here again is the woman who was courted by many and never once ill spoken of.
- Author
- Murasaki Shikibu
- Source
- Genji Monogatari
- Other
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- The bird that perches wing to wing in the mountain tree— no spring was ever so hard to bear as this one, none ever galled me so
- Why should it be that I dyed my heart so deeply in a purple that will not take the mordant, and is not to be come at all?
- If the ninefold mist comes down and keeps us apart, plum blossom, must I not have even so much as this, your fragrance, coming to me?
- At least let this scent be carried to you by the wind, even if I have no fragrance fit to stand beside the blossoms on the branch