the old folk-tales she appears as a beautiful phantom, whose embrace

i-O

kus

u k

-kōg

nar

if I mistake not, is made of thick ice; and

rai

ru mo

i-O

yoku

utsu m

oman,-a thing that vanishes into empty space? When I look c

aké

yuku

ayuk

to mi

i nar

could say whither she had gone. But what had seemed t

i-O

a yasa

u wo

daké

ra ar

gentle, yet, to snap the pine-trees asunder and to

uké

38 wa

i-O

oré n

-goshi

ss,-ah, the willowy grace of her form cannot be broke