Yamabe no Akahito

All-knowing (In Yoshino)

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All-knowing,
My great lord,
In Yoshino,
On the field of Akizu,
On the very plain,
Has placed his trackers,
And in the mountains,
Has built his hides;
On the morning hunt,
The beasts are beaten out,
And with the evening hunt,
The birds are startled up;
Lining up the horses,
He departs on his hunt,
Through the lush fields in springtime.

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