まして思へ水の仮寝のほどだにぞ
上毛の霜をはらひわびける
上毛の霜をはらひわびける
- Roma-ji
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Mashiteomoe mizunokarineno hododanizo uwagenoshimoo haraiwabikeru
- English Translation
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Think harder than that:
even in that brief snatch of
sleep on the water
they could not shake away the
frost that settled on their wings
- Meaning
- Think further than that: even in so brief a snatch of sleep upon the water, they could not shake away the frost that settled on their wings.
- Commentary
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Section 25: Life in Court Service
On the twenty-fifth of the twelfth month the author was summoned for the Buddha-Names rite at the princess's residence, and went, thinking it would be for that night only. Some forty women sat there in white robes over deep-dyed glossed silk. Hiding behind the woman who had brought her in, she showed herself among them only faintly, and withdrew at daybreak. Snow was drifting down, and the moon of a bitterly cold dawn lay faintly on the deep-dyed silk of her sleeve, so that the sleeve looked truly like a face wet with tears. On the road home she made a poem.
Having once gone out like this, she might in time have grown used to service, lost herself in the world, and—so long as no one thought her perverse—come to be treated like anyone else; but her parents, understanding nothing of it, shut her up at home before long. Not that her circumstances turned brilliant on the instant; the outcome was as far from her groundless expectations as could be. She murmured one more poem to herself, and left it at that.
Afterwards, distracted by one thing and another, she forgot even the tales, and once her mind had turned wholly practical she came to regret the long years spent lying about to no purpose without devotions or pilgrimage. Is there a Shining Genji in this world? she thought; this is no age in which a Captain Kaoru hides a woman away at Uji; what madness, what a worthless turn of mind—and yet she could not live wholly by such practicality either. In time, drawn along by a young woman she had been obliged to send in answer to a summons for one, she began to attend from time to time. Beside those who were at ease with everything, she was neither one of the young women nor senior enough to be deferred to, and was kept at a distance like an occasional guest; but since she was not staking everything on service, she found the position easy enough.
Attending in the imperial palace, with the dawn moon very bright, she thought that Amaterasu Ōmikami, in whom she put her faith, must reside there, and on a bright moonlit night around the fourth month she went quietly to worship. The next night too the moon was bright, and as she and others sat by the opened eastern door of the Fujitsubo looking at it, the sound of the Umetsubo Consort going up to the emperor's apartments was full of quiet elegance; when the others said that had the late princess lived she would have gone up in just such a way, it moved her, and she made a poem.
In winter, on a night with no moon and no snow but the whole sky clear and cold with starlight, she talked until dawn with the women in the great lady's apartments, and at daybreak they parted and went their ways. Someone who remembered this sent a poem, and the author, feeling the same, replied. Lying before her mistress, she heard the birds on the pond crying and beating their wings all night, and murmured a poem, which a woman lying beside her heard and answered. And on a day when she and a friend passed the hours talking with the sliding door between their rooms pushed open, someone who kept calling that friend down said that if it were truly urgent she would come—and the author sent her a poem attached to a withered pampas stem.
The author is known only as the daughter of Sugawara no Takasue. She entered the service of Princess Yūshi, daughter of Emperor Go-Suzaku. The "late princess" is Yūshi's mother, already dead by this time. The Umetsubo Consort is the consort whose apartments were the Umetsubo, and the Hakase no Myōbu a lady in waiting at the hall of the sacred mirror. Of "the woman of the same mind," "the woman lying beside her" and "the friend," the text gives neither name nor station.
A winter night, from the woman lying beside the author before their mistress.
She overheard the author murmur "Wagagotozo mizunoukineni akashitsutsu uwagenoshimoo haraiwaburunaru," and that is what drew her answer.
After this exchange the text moves to the day spent talking with a friend through an opened sliding door.
Mashite omoe runs a syllable long, and omoe is an imperative: think about it further. Mizu no karine no recasts the other's ukine as karine, the brief sleep of the birds. In the third line dani means "even," and zo is emphatic, bound to the attributive keru at the close. The fourth and fifth lines take the author's own words unchanged, building the answer out of the language it answers. If even so short a snatch of sleep leaves frost that cannot be shaken off, how much more must yours—so the reply does not deny the complaint but affirms it and deepens it a degree. In substituting karine for ukine it cancels any suggestion that the trouble is only for a while, and presses harder on the hardship of a life in service.
- Source
- Sarashina Nikki
- Other
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- The ice of that night, that cold night, has not yet thawed here upon my sleeve, and still, as on a winter night, I weep aloud for it
- They are like me, then— passing the night afloat there on the water, and unable, so it would seem, to shake the frost from their wings
- Winter-withered now, the small pampas in the reeds— my sleeve hangs slackly; I will not beckon you near but leave it all to the wind
- A pale, pale green haze with the blossoms blurred into it, all become one— and, seen dimly through the mist, the moon of a night in spring