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Atsumori
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(Atsumori rises from the ground and advances toward the Priest with uplifted sword.)

“There is my enemy,” he cries, and would strike,
But the other is grown gentle
And calling on Buddha’s name
Has obtained salvation for his foe;
So that they shall be reborn together
On one lotus seat.
“No, Rensei is not my enemy.
Pray for me again, oh pray for me again.”

Translated by Arthur Waley

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