（あの人を思うのは止めようと自分に言い聞かせて冷たい床に
ついたのだが、やっぱりあの人は夢に現れた。露霜に濡れる
秋の野にすっくと立つ神々しいその姿。夢でしか逢うことを許されない
私の秘めた恋人、私だけが知る愛する人！）

＊な念ひと：思ってはいけないと ＊言ひいれ：言い聞かせ
＊かみさびて：神々しく

English poet John Clare writes in his " First Love ",

I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale as deadly pale,
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked ' what could I ail? '
My life and all seemed turned to clay.

Yes when I saw her, my life and all seemed turned to CLAY !
Perhaps she never dreamt I love her. We're so different,
live in so distant circumstances, our ages so apart !
But this is one of the mysteries of human life-I simply
cannot forget her. Even if I feel the urge to cease my life,
I often rethink of it because, I think, as far as I live she exists in
me. Even if she dies tomorrow, she'll continue to live in my
heart and body as long as I'm alive.