| At Takadachi in Oshu |
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| Hozo Pass |
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| On the Twenty-first of the Seventh Month of the Seventh Year of Genroku, at Bokusetsu's Hut |
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| This white chrysanthemum doesn't have a speck of dust |
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| Azaleas arranged, and by them a woman slivers dried cod |
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| If taken in hand, autumn frost will melt |
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| Only butterflies fly in the field in the sun |
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| Through the long day the skylarks have not sung enough |
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| Bright moon: strolling around the pond all night long |
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| I'll make a fire tonight |
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