1908
Festival of Stars[1]
The evening of the Festival of Stars
Is fast approaching.
But, alas, when shall I be able
To see you face to face?
“When autumn comes,
Surely I shall come,”
So you have promised,
And that autumn begins this very night.
The first autumn wind rises
And wrings my heart tonight.
Thinking of you, my beloved,
I whisper to the flowers.
- ↑ According to an old legend, on the right bank of the Milky Way there dwelt a weaver, Vega, who made garments for the offspring of God. One day God took compassion on her loneliness, and gave her in marriage to a herdboy, Aquila, who dwelt on the opposite bank. Whereupon the Weaver began to grow slack in her work, and God in his anger made her recross the river, only allowing her to meet her husband once a year on the seventh night of the seventh moon, known as the Festival of Stats.
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