Prince Ikusa:
"The long spring day,
its mists rising,
before I know it
has turned to twilight,
and the heart that crowds my chest
hurts me so
I moan
like the mountain thrushes." - from the Manyoshu
("Collection of Myriad Leaves," collected early 8th c)
[Source and translation: Sato Hiroaki and Burton Watson, "From the Country of Eight Islands", University of Seattle Press, 1981]