今日そへに暮れざらめやはと思へども
たへぬは人の心なりけり
たへぬは人の心なりけり
- Roma-ji
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Kyō soe ni kurezarame ya wa to omoedomo taenu wa hito no kokoro narikeri
- English Translation
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Today too will come
in its own time to evening —
how should it not — and
still, what cannot wait so long
is the human heart, it seems
- Meaning
- Today too will come to evening in its own time — how should it not? And still, what cannot wait that long is the human heart.
- Commentary
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92 The Year Ends Today
When the late Provisional Middle Counsellor was courting the Minister of the Left's daughter, he composed "Mono omou to tsukihi no yuku mo shiranu ma ni kotoshi wa kyō ni hatenu to ka kiku" on the last day of the twelfth month of that year. He also composed "Ikani shite kaku omou chō koto o dani hitozute narade kimi ni kikasemu". Having written and written in this way, he at last spent a night with her, and on that morning composed "Kyō soe ni kurezarame ya wa to omoedomo taenu wa hito no kokoro narikeri". That is the whole of the section.
The Provisional Middle Counsellor held that office; he is the man visiting Ukon in the eighty-first and eighty-second sections, and appears again in the ninety-third. Of the Minister of the Left's daughter the prose says nothing further. The section follows the courtship from its beginning to the morning after, in three poems.
The setting is the morning after their night together.
What prompted the poem was that morning. It is a poem sent after a night.
The section closes with it. Three poems trace the course: the year's end, the want of any way to speak, and the morning after. It was later included in the Gosen-shū.
The opening question is rhetorical: will today not come to evening? It must; night will come again.
The concessive that follows separates what he knows from what he feels: knowing it makes no difference.
The closing marks the discovery that the heart cannot wait.
As in the fifth section, where the tears will not obey the heart, and the seventh, where the tears do not stop, a premise established by reasoning is undone by what the body or the heart does. It is the morning after a night finally won, and what it laments is the time until the next.
- Source
- Yamato Monogatari
- Other
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- So taken up with longing that I never marked the months and days go I hear now that this whole year comes to its end with today
- How am I to bring this one thing — that I feel so — to your hearing: not through some other's mouth, but from myself, straight to you, somehow
- Though I were to search the thousand-fathom shore of the sea at Ise and pick up shells there — it would be to no purpose, not now
- You might at the least have stayed as the egg that stays unhatched in the nest of one now dead — and today you say it is over, and go