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BASHŌ
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"An ancient pond! With a sound from the waterOf the frog as it plunges in."
"I come weary,In search of an inn—Ah! these wistaria flowers!"
"Ah! the waving lespedeza,Which spills not a dropOf the clear dew!"
"'Tis the first snow—Just enough to bendThe gladiolus leaves!"
"Of MiïderaThe gate I would knock at—The moon of to-day."
That is to say, How beautiful the scenery about the temple of Miïdera must look on a fine moonlight night like this! I would that I were there to see it.
"On a withered branchA crow is sittingThis autumn eve."
"The cry of the cicadaGives no signThat presently it will die."
The following are by other writers:—
"'Tis the cuckoo—Listen well!How much soever gods ye be."
"'Tis the first snow,Yet some one is indoors—Who can it be?
"The club-shaker'sRising and falling in the waterUntil it becomes a musquito."
