Saffron sandal so petals the narrow foot: Hymenæus Io!A

    Hymen, Io Hymenæe! Aurunculeia!A

One scarlet flower is cast on the blanch-white stone.

    And Sō-Gyoku, saying:A

This wind, sire, is the king’s wind,A

    This wind is wind of the palace,
Shaking imperial water-jets.”
    And Hsiang, opening his collar:A

“This wind roars in the earth’s bag,
    it lays the water with rushes.”A

No wind is the king’s wind.A

    Let every cow keep her calf.A

“This wind is held in gauze curtains...A

      No wind is the king’s...A