Hyakunin Isshu poem 67 by Suō no Naishi
春の夜の
夢ばかりなる
手枕に
かひなく立たむ
名こそ惜しけれ
If I lay my head
Upon his arm in the dark
Of a short spring night,
This innocent dream pillow
Will be the death of my good name.
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