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The plot of the play Hagoromo, the Feather-mantle, is as follows: The priest finds the Hagoromo, the magical feather-mantle of a Tennin, an aerial spirit or celestial dancer, hanging upon a bough. She demands its return. He argues with her, and finally promises to return it, if she will teach him her dance or part of it.

She accepts the offer. The Chorus explains the dance as symbolical of the daily changes of the moon. The words about "three, five, and fifteen" refer to the number of nights in the moon's changes. In the finale, the Tennin is supposed to disappear like a mountain slowly hidden in mist. The Page play shows the relation of the early Noh to the God-dance. Upon a thousand heights had gathered the inexplicable cloud.

Swept by the rain, the moon is just come to light the high house. A clean and pleasant time surely. There comes the breath-colour of spring; the waves rise in a line below the early mist; the moon is still delaying above, though we've no skill to grasp it. Here is a beauty to set the mind above itself. Let us go according to custom. Take hands against the wind here, for it presses the clouds and the sea.

Those men who were going to fish are about to return without Page launching. Wait a little, is it not spring? This wind is only the voice of the lasting pine-trees, ready for stillness. See how the air is soundless, or would be, were it not for the waves. There now, the fishermen are putting out with even the smallest boats.

I am come to shore at Miwo-no; I disembark in Matsubara; I see all that they speak of on the shore. An empty sky with music, a rain of flowers, strange fragrance on every side; all these are no common things, nor is this cloak that hangs upon the pine-tree. As I approach to inhale its colour, I am aware of mystery.

Its colour-smell is mysterious. I see that it is surely no common dress. I will take it now and return and make it a treasure in my house, to show to the aged. That cloak belongs to some one on this side. What are you proposing to do with it? Is the owner of this cloak a Tennin? In this downcast age I should keep it, a rare thing, and make it a treasure in the country, a thing respected. Then I should not return it. Pitiful, there is no flying without the cloak of feathers, no return through the ether.

I pray you return me the mantle. Just from hearing these high words, I, Hakuryo, have gathered more and yet more force. You think, because I was too stupid to recognize it, that I shall be unable to take and keep hid the feather-robe, that I shall give it back for merely being told to stand and withdraw? Her coronet, 1 jewelled as with the dew of tears, even the flowers that decorated her hair, drooping and fading, the whole chain of weaknesses 2 of the dying Tennin can be seen actually before the eyes.

Btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone look into the flat of heaven, peering; the cloud-road is all btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone and uncertain; we are lost in the rising mist; I have lost the knowledge of the road. Strange, a strange sorrow!

Enviable colour of breath, wonder of clouds that fade along the sky that was our accustomed dwelling; hearing the sky-bird, accustomed, and well accustomed, hearing the voices grow fewer, the wild geese fewer and fewer, along the highways of air, how deep her longing to return!

Plover and seagull are on the waves in the offing. Do they go or do they return? She reaches out for the very blowing of the spring wind against heaven. What do you say? Now that I can see you in your sorrow, gracious, of heaven, I bend and would return you your mantle.

First tell me your nature, who are you, Tennin? Give payment with the dance of the Tennin, and I will return you your mantle. Readily and gladly, and then I return into heaven. You shall have what pleasure you will, and I will leave a dance here, a joy to be new among men and to be memorial dancing.

Learn then this dance that can turn the palace of the moon. No, come here to learn it. For the sorrows of the world I will leave this new dancing with you for sorrowful people.

But give me my mantle, I cannot do the dance rightly without it. Not yet, for if you should get it, how do I know you'll not be off to your palace without even beginning your dance, not even a measure? The young sprite now is arrayed, she assumes the curious mantle; watch how she moves in the dance of the rainbow-feathered garment.

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Of them there are many. This is the dividing of my body, that is fruit of the moon's tree, Katsura. The spring mist is widespread abroad; so perhaps the wild olive's flower will blossom in the infinitely unreachable moon. Her flowery head-ornament is putting on colour; this truly is sign of the spring. Not sky is here, but the beauty; and even here comes the heavenly, wonderful wind. O blow, shut the accustomed path of the clouds.

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This alone intervenes, here where the moon is unshadowed, here in Nippon, the sun's field. The plumage of heaven drops neither feather nor flame to its own diminution. Nor btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone this rock of earth overmuch worn by the brushing of that feather-mantle, the feathery skirt of the stars: There is a magic song from the east, the voices of many and many: The red btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone blots on the sky the line of the colour-drenched Page mountains.

The flowers rain in a btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone it is no racking storm that comes over this green moor, which is afloat, as it btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone seem, in these waves. Hence and for ever this dancing shall be called "a revel in the East. And now the robe of mist, presaging spring, a colour-smell as btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone wonderful maiden's btc e bitcoin withdrawal from oxycodone -- left, right, left! The rustling of flowers, the putting on of the feathery sleeve; they bend in air with the dancing.

Many are the joys in the east. She who is the colour-person of the moon takes her middle-night in the sky. She marks her three fives with this dancing, as a shadow of all fulfilments. Page The circled vows are at full.

Give the seven jewels of rain and all of the treasure, you who go from us. After a little time, only a little time, can the mantle be upon the wind that was spread over Matsubara or over Ashitaka the mountain, though the clouds lie in its heaven like a plain awash with sea. Fuji is gone; the great peak of Fuji is blotted out little by little.

It melts into the upper mist. In this way she the Tennin is lost to sight.