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The bright full moon of the Eight Month came. Genji stayed over at Yugao’s house. Towards dawn he was awakened by the plebeian voices coming from the shabby house down the street, the sound of millstone and singing of wild geese. There was a tasteful clump of black bamboo just outside and the dewdrops on the leaves in the front of the garden beamed reflecting the morning sunshine. Autumn insects sang busily. It was all clamorous, and also rather wonderful. She was so delicately beautiful, which struck him deeply. Viewing the outside together, they promised their never-ending love.
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