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Niete iru
Mizu bakari nari—
Semi no koe.—Taimu.
Simmers all the air with sibilation of semi,
Ceaseless, wearying sense,—a sound of perpetual boiling.
Other poets complain especially of the multitude of the noise-makers and the ubiquity of the noise:—
Aritake no
Ki ni hibiki-keri
Semi no koe.
How many soever the trees, in each rings the voice of the semi.
Matsubara wo
Ichiri wa kitari
Semi no koe.—Senga.
Alone I walked for miles into the wood of pine-trees:
Always the one same semi shrilled its call in my ears.
Occasionally the subject is treated with comic exaggeration:—
Naite iru
Ki yori mo futoshi
Semi no koe.
The voice of the semi is bigger [thicker] than the tree on which it sings.
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