REFINEMENTS AND PASTIMES
protecting me. When I fell under the suspicion of the guards, when my last day was in sight, that you paused not a moment to ask questions, but beat me soundly as though I were a veritable servant—that, that was not of Benkei's devising: it was Hachiman's.[1]
Chorus. Thinking it an inspiration, he is filled with gratitude!
Chorus. Though the ages drew to their close, though sun and moon should fall from the sky, what excuse could be found for him that raised his hand against his lord? How should he escape the punishment of Heaven?[2]
| Chorus. | Known now the suffering Fate, in past months and years, Stored for this sad spring. Still in their hour of pain Marvel they most that chance Led them in safety through Danger so desperate. Thus the twelve fugitives, Waking as from a dream. See in each other's eyes Tears of glad gratitude. |
| Chorus. | Born a child of bow and steed, His life Yoshitsune willing gave To Yoritomo. 'Neath the crests Of Western ocean glad to sink His loyal corpse. On storm-swept moor Or mountain, or by far sea-shore. Mailed arm for pillow, night by night, A warrior keeping watch. Anon To will of wind and wave resigned; Anon in snow-storm on the height Where fast flakes hide the bridle hand; |
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