名残思ふ袂にかねて知られけり
別るる旅の行く末の露
別るる旅の行く末の露
- Roma-ji
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Nagori omou tamoto ni kanete shirarekeri wakaruru tabi no yukusue no tsuyu
- English Translation
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Sleeves that grieve to part
have told me already now,
before it has come,
of the dew that lies ahead
on the road of your journey.
- Meaning
- These sleeves, grieving at the parting, have already told me of the dew that waits along the road of the journey ahead.
- Commentary
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Book Nine Parting Poems 892
Headnote: "Composed and sent to someone going beyond the capital."
This is the first poem of a sequence of gifts to those leaving the capital. From sleeves wet with grief at parting, the dew of the journey ahead is already known. According to the headnote, it was composed and sent to someone going away from the capital.
The author was a son of Emperor Takakura and an elder brother of Emperor Go-Toba, known as a poet.
The scene is the sending off of someone leaving the capital, and the place is the capital.
The direct occasion was the poem sent to someone going beyond the capital.
The first line, "nagori omou," means "grieving at what parting leaves behind." The poem begins from the heart of the one who sees the traveler off.
The second line, "tamoto ni kanete," means "by these sleeves, beforehand." Sleeves wet with tears become the place where what is to come is foretold.
The third line, "shirarekeri," means "it came to be known of itself," the auxiliary "ru" expressing spontaneity. It is not knowledge sought out but knowledge that arrives on its own.
The fourth line, "wakaruru tabi no," means "of the journey of parting." As in "yukusue ni" of 866, words that look ahead down the road continue here.
The last line, "yukusue no tsuyu," ends on a noun, laying together the dew on the grasses of the road and the tears to be shed along the way. The sleeves already wet here are made to anticipate the dew of the journey, and the tears of the one who sees off and the road of the one who goes are sung as a single continuous thing.
- Author
- Prince Koreakira
- Source
- Shin Kokin Wakashu
- Other
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- The one I parted from— shall I ever see again, as Mount Miwa asks? Oh, to make the days long past into the present once more.
- Do not forget it— though the sleeves in which it lodges are henceforth apart, this light of the midnight moon we wring from our sleeves as one.
- Though you leave behind the capital with your heart adrift in the sky, each time you look at the moon send your thoughts back here to me.
- Though the road of parting sets you far beyond the clouds, in another world, let no wind out of that quarter pass without a word from you.