| Text(Edward G. Seidensticker; The Tale of Genji） |
| <Butterflies> p427-12 One quiet evening after a rainfall, when the green of the maples and oaks was clean and rich, he looked up into a singularly affecting twilight sky and intoned a phrase from Po Chu-i: "It is gentle, it is fresh." <The Oak Tree> p654-36 Their branches intertwined, an oak † and a maple seemed younger than the rest. "How reassuring. What bonds from other lives do you suppose have brought them together?" Quietly, he came nearer the blinds. <The Oak Tree> p655-10 "There may not be a god protecting the oak. Think not, even so, its branches of easy access. |