我ならぬ人もあはれやまさるらん
鹿鳴く山の秋の夕暮
鹿鳴く山の秋の夕暮
- Roma-ji
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Ware naranu hito mo aware ya masaruran shika naku yama no aki no yūgure
- English Translation
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Do others as well,
not I alone, feel their hearts
deepen into grief
on the mountain where stags cry
in the dusk of autumn days?
- Meaning
- Do others besides me also feel their sense of pathos deepen at dusk in autumn, on the mountain where the deer are crying?
- Commentary
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Book Five Autumn Poems II 443
Headnote: "Composed on the topic 'hearing deer at evening.'"
This is the seventh poem of the deer sequence. The poet wonders whether, at autumn dusk on a mountain where deer cry, others too feel their pathos deepen. According to the headnote, it was composed on the topic "hearing deer at evening."
The author was a son of Koga Masamichi of the Murakami Genji. He rose to Palace Minister and was called the Tsuchimikado Palace Minister after his residence. A powerful close retainer of Retired Emperor Go-Toba, he also served at the Poetry Office.
The scene is autumn dusk, on a mountain where deer cry.
The direct occasion was the topic "hearing deer at evening."
The first line, "ware naranu," means "not myself."
In the second line, "mo" implies "others, as well as I." "Aware" is the deep feeling stirred in the heart, and "ya" is an interrogative particle.
In the third line, "masaru" means to grow stronger, and "ran," the attributive of the conjectural "ramu," is bound to "ya." By extending his feeling to others as a conjecture, the poet indirectly shows the intensity of his own pathos.
The fourth line presents the "hearing deer" of the topic.
The last line ends on a noun and corresponds to "evening" in the topic, closing the poem by setting the deer's cry at autumn dusk, the height of seasonal feeling. After the deer at night and in the wind in 438 through 442, the sequence returns to the evening deer of 437. The same last line is used in 491, where mist evokes the feeling of that same hour.
- Author
- Minamoto no Michichika
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- Seeking out the place where the stag who yearns for love has made his standing, I find at the mountain's foot only the autumn wind blows
- Through the pine treetops near the deep mountains it seems to go crossing on— lodged within the raging storm, the voice of the calling stag
- Has the pine-tree gale that brought it along grown slack? Back toward the peak returning now, it fades off— the voice of the calling stag
- Waking at the voice of the stag calling nearby, I dwell with longing on the autumn yearning left in a dream I could not end