Owing to the capital's bringing on an excess of joy, it was an excess there was of poems, too. Since the night grew late, even (known) spots here and there couldn't be made out.
京
の
う
れ
し
き
あ
ま
り
に
、
歌
も
あ
ま
り
ぞ
多
か
る
。
夜
ふ
け
て
来
れ
ば
、
と
こ
ろ
ど
こ
ろ
も
見
え
ず
。
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