The roaring torrent scatters far and near Its silv'ry drops:--Oh! let me pick them up! For when of grief I drain some day the cup, Each will do service as a bitter tear. _Yukihira._ XLIV _Composed on beholding the cascade of Otoha on Mount Hiye_ Long years, methinks, of sorrow and of care Must have pass'd over the old fountain-head Of the cascade; for, like a silv'ry thread, It rolls adown, nor shows one jet-black hair. _Tadamine._ XLV If e'en that grot where thou didst seek release From worldly strife in lonesome mountain glen Should find thee sometimes sorrowful, ah! then Where mayest thou farther flee to search for peace? _Mitsune._ XLVI[161] So close thy friendly roof, so near the spring, That though not yet dull winter hath gone hence, The wind that bloweth o'er our parting fence From thee to me the first gay flow'rs doth bring. _Fukayabu._ XLVII If to this frame of mine in spring's first hour, When o'er the moor the lightsome mists do curl, Might but be lent the shape of some fair flower, Haply thou 'dst deign to pluck me, cruel girl! _Okikaze._ XLVIII "Love me, sweet girl! thy love is all I ask!" "Love thee?" she laughing cries; "I love thee not!" "Why, then I'll cease to love thee on the spot, Since loving thee is such a thankless task!" _Anon._ XLIX A youth once lov'd me, and his love I spurn'd. But see the vengeance of the pow'rs above On cold indiff'rence:--now 'tis I that love, And my fond love, alas! is not returned. _Anon._ L Beneath love's heavy weight my falt'ring soul Plods, like the packman, o'er life's dusty road. Oh! that some friendly hand would find a pole To ease my shoulders of their grievous load! _Anon._ FOOTNOTES: [Footnote 151: The plum-tree, cherry-tree, etc., are in Japan cultivated, not for their fruit, but for their blossoms. Together with the wistaria, the lotus, the iris, the lespedeza, and a few others, these take the place which is occupied in the West by the rose, the lily, the violet, etc.] [Footnote 152: The lotus is the Buddhist emblem of purity, and the lotus growing out of the bud is a frequent metaphor for the heart that remains unsullied by contact with the world.] [Footnote 153: The transplanting of the rice occupies the whole rural population during the month of June, when men and women may all be seen working in the fields, knee-deep in water. The crops are gathered in October.] [Footnote 154: This ode was composed on beholding a screen presented to the Empress by Prince Sadayasu at the festival held in honor of her fiftieth birthday, whereon was painted a man seated beneath the falling cherry blossoms and watching them flutter down.] [Footnote 155: The "Herb of Forgetfulness" answers in the poetical diction of the Japanese to the classical waters Lethe.]