| Text(Edward G. Seidensticker; The Tale of Genji） |
| <The Morning Glory> p359-32 If only they might share the same lotus in another world. "I fear, in my longing, to go in search of her And find not her shade on the banks of the River of Death." These are the thoughts, one is told, with which he tormented himself. <New Herbs Part One> p573-36 I await the day when I am summoned to my place on the lotus. Until then I shall devote myself to prayers among clean waters and grasses deep in the mountains. <New Herbs Part One> p575-28 I did not expect that I would be as I am now, a widow and not a widow. I had thought that we would be together in this world and that we would share the same lotus in the next world, where my chief hopes lay. <New Herbs Part Two> p621-26 The lake was very cool, a carpet of lotuses. The dew on the green of the pads was like a scattering of jewels. "Just look, will you," said Genji. "As if it had a monopoly on coolness. I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you have improved so." <New Herbs Part Two> p621-33 "It is a life in which we cannot be sure Of lasting as long as the dew upon the lotus." <The Bell Cricket> p668-01 In the summer, when the lotuses were at their best, the Third Princess dedicated holy images for her chapel. All the chapel fittings to which Genji had given such careful attention were put to use. <The Bell Cricket> p668-11 The fonts, also small and delicate, held lotuses of white, blue, and purple.* Lotus-leaf pellets compounded with a small amount of honey had been crushed to bits, to give off a fragrance that blended with the other to most wondrous effect. <The Rites> p722-09 He and Murasaki had exchanged their vows for a thousand years, and already she had left him. His thoughts must now be on that other world. The dew upon the lotus: it was what he must strive to become, and nothing must be allowed to weaken the resolve. <The Wizard> p731-24 One very hot summer day Genji went out to cool himself beside a lotus pond, now in full bloom. 'That there should be so very many tears": † it was the phrase that first came into his mind. He sat as if in a trance until twilight. <His Perfumed Highness> p738-08 His mother was at her devotions, morning and night, but he thought it unlikely that the efforts of a weak and vacillating woman could transform the dew upon the lotus into the bright jewel of the law. <The Drake Fly> p1030-03 When the lotuses were at their best, the empress ordered a solemn reading of the Lotus Sutra. Images and scriptures were consecrated to the memory of her father and of Murasaki, who had reared her. The services were extraordinarily beautiful and dignified, |