| Reciting the Buddha's Name at Dawn |
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| My mind I send |
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| Why regret to leave |
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| To the dead |
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| On the Theme "Cold Grasses in the Field," Written at Sorin-ji |
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| Sent from Mount Koya to Someone in the Capital |
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| He who casts himself away |
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| Shut in by spring showers |
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| Take a good look |
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| Neglectful, we've yet |
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