Green Willow
: Japanese Fairy TalesTomodata, the young samurai, owed allegiance to the Lord of Noto. He
was a soldier, a courtier, and a poet. He had a sweet voice and a
beautiful face, a noble form and a very winning address. He was a
graceful dancer, and excelled in every manly sport. He was wealthy and
generous and kind. He was beloved by rich and by poor.
Now his daimyo, the Lord of Noto, wanted a man to undertake a mission
of trust. H
"Are you loyal?" said the daimyo.
"My lord, you know it," answered Tomodata.
"Do you love me, then?" asked the daimyo.
"Ay, my good lord," said Tomodata, kneeling before him.
"Then carry my message," said the daimyo. "Ride and do not spare your
beast. Ride straight, and fear not the mountains nor the enemies'
country. Stay not for storm nor any other thing. Lose your life; but
betray not your trust. Above all, do not look any maid between the eyes.
Ride, and bring me word again quickly."
Thus spoke the Lord of Noto.
So Tomodata got him to horse, and away he rode upon his quest. Obedient
to his lord's commands, he spared not his good beast. He rode straight,
and was not afraid of the steep mountain passes nor of the enemies'
country. Ere he had been three days upon the road the autumn tempest
burst, for it was the ninth month. Down poured the rain in a torrent.
Tomodata bowed his head and rode on. The wind howled in the pine-tree
branches. It blew a typhoon. The good horse trembled and could scarcely
keep its feet, but Tomodata spoke to it and urged it on. His own cloak
he drew close about him and held it so that it might not blow away, and
in this wise he rode on.
The fierce storm swept away many a familiar landmark of the road, and
buffeted the samurai so that he became weary almost to fainting.
Noontide was as dark as twilight, twilight was as dark as night, and
when night fell it was as black as the night of Yomi, where lost souls
wander and cry. By this time Tomodata had lost his way in a wild, lonely
place, where, as it seemed to him, no human soul inhabited. His horse
could carry him no longer, and he wandered on foot through bogs and
marshes, through rocky and thorny tracks, until he fell into deep
despair.
"Alack!" he cried, "must I die in this wilderness and the quest of the
Lord of Noto be unfulfilled?"
At this moment the great winds blew away the clouds of the sky, so that
the moon shone very brightly forth, and by the sudden light Tomodata saw
a little hill on his right hand. Upon the hill was a small thatched
cottage, and before the cottage grew three green weeping-willow trees.
"Now, indeed, the gods be thanked!" said Tomodata, and he climbed the
hill in no time. Light shone from the chinks of the cottage door, and
smoke curled out of a hole in the roof. The three willow trees swayed
and flung out their green streamers in the wind. Tomodata threw his
horse's rein over a branch of one of them, and called for admittance to
the longed-for shelter.
At once the cottage door was opened by an old woman, very poorly but
neatly clad.
"Who rides abroad upon such a night?" she asked, "and what wills he
here?"
"I am a weary traveller, lost and benighted upon your lonely moor. My
name is Tomodata. I am a samurai in the service of the Lord of Noto,
upon whose business I ride. Show me hospitality for the love of the
gods. I crave food and shelter for myself and my horse."
As the young man stood speaking the water streamed from his garments. He
reeled a little, and put out a hand to hold on by the side-post of the
door.
"Come in, come in, young sir!" cried the old woman, full of pity. "Come
in to the warm fire. You are very welcome. We have but coarse fare to
offer, but it shall be set before you with great good-will. As to your
horse, I see you have delivered him to my daughter; he is in good
hands."
At this Tomodata turned sharply round. Just behind him, in the dim
light, stood a very young girl with the horse's rein thrown over her
arm. Her garments were blown about and her long loose hair streamed out
upon the wind. The samurai wondered how she had come there. Then the
old woman drew him into the cottage and shut the door. Before the fire
sat the good man of the house, and the two old people did the very best
they could for Tomodata. They gave him dry garments, comforted him with
hot rice wine, and quickly prepared a good supper for him.
Presently the daughter of the house came in, and retired behind a screen
to comb her hair and to dress afresh. Then she came forth to wait upon
him. She wore a blue robe of homespun cotton. Her feet were bare. Her
hair was not tied nor confined in any way, but lay along her smooth
cheeks, and hung, straight and long and black, to her very knees. She
was slender and graceful. Tomodata judged her to be about fifteen years
old, and knew well that she was the fairest maiden he had ever seen.
At length she knelt at his side to pour wine into his cup. She held the
wine-bottle in two hands and bent her head. Tomodata turned to look at
her. When she had made an end of pouring the wine and had set down the
bottle, their glances met, and Tomodata looked at her full between the
eyes, for he forgot altogether the warning of his daimyo, the Lord of
Noto.
"Maiden," he said, "what is your name?"
She answered: "They call me the Green Willow."
"The dearest name on earth," he said, and again he looked her between
the eyes. And because he looked so long her face grew rosy red, from
chin to forehead, and though she smiled her eyes filled with tears.
Ah me, for the Lord of Noto's quest!
Then Tomodata made this little song:
"Long-haired maiden, do you know
That with the red dawn I must go?
Do you wish me far away?
Cruel long-haired maiden, say--
Long-haired maiden, if you know
That with the red dawn I must go,
Why, oh why, do you blush so?"
And the maiden, the Green Willow, answered:
"The dawn comes if I will or no;
Never leave me, never go.
My sleeve shall hide the blush away.
The dawn comes if I will or no;
Never leave me, never go.
Lord, I lift my long sleeve so...."
"Oh, Green Willow, Green Willow ..." sighed Tomodata.
That night he lay before the fire--still, but with wide eyes, for no
sleep came to him though he was weary. He was sick for love of the Green
Willow. Yet by the rules of his service he was bound in honour to think
of no such thing. Moreover, he had the quest of the Lord of Noto that
lay heavy on his heart, and he longed to keep truth and loyalty.
At the first peep of day he rose up. He looked upon the kind old man who
had been his host, and left a purse of gold at his side as he slept. The
maiden and her mother lay behind the screen.
Tomodata saddled and bridled his horse, and mounting, rode slowly away
through the mist of the early morning. The storm was quite over and it
was as still as Paradise. The green grass and the leaves shone with the
wet. The sky was clear, and the path very bright with autumn flowers;
but Tomodata was sad.
When the sunlight streamed across his saddlebow, "Ah, Green Willow,
Green Willow," he sighed; and at noontide it was "Green Willow, Green
Willow"; and "Green Willow, Green Willow," when the twilight fell. That
night he lay in a deserted shrine, and the place was so holy that in
spite of all he slept from midnight till the dawn. Then he rose, having
it in his mind to wash himself in a cold stream that flowed near by, so
as to go refreshed upon his journey; but he was stopped upon the
shrine's threshold. There lay the Green Willow, prone upon the ground. A
slender thing she lay, face downwards, with her black hair flung about
her. She lifted a hand and held Tomodata by the sleeve. "My lord, my
lord," she said, and fell to sobbing piteously.
He took her in his arms without a word, and soon he set her on his horse
before him, and together they rode the livelong day. It was little they
recked of the road they went, for all the while they looked into each
other's eyes. The heat and the cold were nothing to them. They felt not
the sun nor the rain; of truth or falsehood they thought nothing at all;
nor of filial piety, nor of the Lord of Noto's quest, nor of honour nor
plighted word. They knew but the one thing. Alas, for the ways of love!
At last they came to an unknown city, where they stayed. Tomodata
carried gold and jewels in his girdle, so they found a house built of
white wood, spread with sweet white mats. In every dim room there could
be heard the sound of the garden waterfall, whilst the swallow flitted
across and across the paper lattice. Here they dwelt, knowing but the
one thing. Here they dwelt three years of happy days, and for Tomodata
and the Green Willow the years were like garlands of sweet flowers.
In the autumn of the third year it chanced that the two of them went
forth into the garden at dusk, for they had a wish to see the round moon
rise; and as they watched, the Green Willow began to shake and shiver.
"My dear," said Tomodata, "you shake and shiver; and it is no wonder,
the night wind is chill. Come in." And he put his arm around her.
At this she gave a long and pitiful cry, very loud and full of agony,
and when she had uttered the cry she failed, and dropped her head upon
her love's breast.
"Tomodata," she whispered, "say a prayer for me; I die."
"Oh, say not so, my sweet, my sweet! You are but weary; you are faint."
He carried her to the stream's side, where the iris grew like swords,
and the lotus-leaves like shields, and laved her forehead with water. He
said: "What is it, my dear? Look up and live."
"The tree," she moaned, "the tree ... they have cut down my tree.
Remember the Green Willow."
With that she slipped, as it seemed, from his arms to his feet; and he,
casting himself upon the ground, found only silken garments, bright
coloured, warm and sweet, and straw sandals, scarlet-thonged.
In after years, when Tomodata was a holy man, he travelled from shrine
to shrine, painfully upon his feet, and acquired much merit.
Once, at nightfall, he found himself upon a lonely moor. On his right
hand he beheld a little hill, and on it the sad ruins of a poor thatched
cottage. The door swung to and fro with broken latch and creaking hinge.
Before it stood three old stumps of willow trees that had long since
been cut down. Tomodata stood for a long time still and silent. Then he
sang gently to himself:
"Long-haired maiden, do you know
That with the red dawn I must go?
Do you wish me far away?
Cruel long-haired maiden, say--
Long-haired maiden, if you know
That with the red dawn I must go,
Why, oh why, do you blush so?"
"Ah, foolish song! The gods forgive me.... I should have recited the
Holy Sutra for the Dead," said Tomodata.
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