“ T HAD wandered far through many 
lands; had listened to the tin- 
J| kling music of the samisen and 
the voices of women singing. I had 
climbed high mountains, seen strange 
gods in the temples; had rested ’neath 
flowery trees in the heat of the long 
summer days, and had scattered money 
with a free hand. 
“ Suddenly, in a far country, my 
thoughts turned to home, to my wife, 
to my children so long unseen, to my 
garden blossoming and fair. 1 set my 
face toward home; I travelled long. 
Soon now shall I see my beloved. 
Lightly, lightly, speeds my boat along, 
my garments fluttering to the gentle 
breeze. The rice-fields are growing 
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