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A Rainy day in June, and yet
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The Movement of the world of men
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Coming to see the flow'rs, I sleep
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From ev'ry quarter of the vast domains
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Long years, methinks, of sorrow and of care
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As, lacking oil, I lie abed
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Alas! the withered moor, whereon
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The Withered reeds, that day by day
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The Maiden of Katsushika
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Lines Sent by a Mother to Her Daughter
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