hts as t
or Eternity, I
was that
of happiness] abundantly, a
dear and is live
borne with hate
s ridiculous to lead a worldly life when one is very old. I used to feel so when I saw old men, but now it is my turn to
the pines of the forest of Narabigaoka were sounding in my ear, and up to the tableland on which our house stood the rice-fields
an old acquaintance who had had an opport
or remembers me in
thin hedge, the Autu