寝覚めして久しくなりぬ秋の夜は
明けやしぬらん鹿ぞ鳴くなる
明けやしぬらん鹿ぞ鳴くなる
- Roma-ji
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Nezame shite hisashiku narinu aki no yo wa ake ya shinuran shika zo naku naru
- English Translation
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Since I woke from sleep
a long while now has gone by—
this long autumn night,
has it at last turned to dawn?
I hear the deer calling out
- Meaning
- A long time has passed since I woke in the night; has the autumn night finally given way to dawn? I hear the deer crying.
- Commentary
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Book Five Autumn Poems II 447
Headnote: "Topic unknown."
This is the eleventh poem of the deer sequence. Long after waking in the night, the speaker hears the deer and wonders whether the autumn night has ended. The headnote gives no topic, and the circumstances of composition are not recorded.
The author was a mid-Heian poet who served as governor of Chikuzen among other posts and is one of the Thirty-six Poetic Immortals of the Middle Ages.
The scene is near daybreak at the end of a long autumn night, in a bedchamber.
The direct occasion is not recorded.
The first line, "nezame shite," means "having woken in the night," taking up "waking" in 445.
In the second line, the perfective "nu" says that a long time has passed since waking, showing how long the speaker has lain sleepless.
The third line sets the subject of the second half, with the long autumn night in mind.
In the fourth line, the interrogative "ya" is inserted after "ake" and resumed by "shi," the continuative of the verb "su"; "nu" is perfective, and "ran," the attributive of the conjectural "ramu," is bound to "ya."
In the last line, "naru" is the attributive of "nari," the auxiliary of inference from sound, resolving "zo." The deer's cry, heard after a long wakefulness, is taken as a sign that dawn is near. Whereas 438 surmises that the night has grown late, this poem surmises the dawn, so the two form a pair that read the hour from the deer's voice. "Nezame shite" is used again in 449, shaping the group of waking poems.
- Author
- Minamoto no Michinari
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- 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
- All the night through long as the stag calls for his mate his cries echoing, over the bush-clover field the dewdrops come spilling down
- Near my hut that stands by the little mountain field the stag cries and wakes me with a start—so in turn I start him and chase him off
- Mountain village home: wakened by the wind that stirs through the rice-plant leaves, deep into the night I hear the voice of the calling deer