KAGEKIYO
A Play in one Act, by Motokiyo
CHARACTERS
Shite, Kagekiyo old and blind. Tsure, a girl, his daughter, called Hitomaru. Tomo, her attendant. Waki, a villager.The scene is in HIUGA.
Girl and Attendant
chanting
What should it be; the body of dew, wholly at the mercy of wind?
Girl
Girl and Attendant
describing the journey as they walk across the bridge and the stage
Singing.
Attendant
As we have come so fast, we are now in Miyazaki of Hiuga.
It is here you should ask for your father.
Kagekiyo
in another corner of the stage
Sitting at the gate of the pine wood I wear out the end of my years. I cannot see the clear light, I do not know how the time passes. I sit here in this dark hovel, with one coat for the warm and the cold, and my body is but a framework of bones.
Chorus
May as well be a priest with black sleeves. Now having left the world in sorrow, I look upon my withered shape. There is no one to pity me now.
Girl
Surely no one can live in that ruin, and yet a voice sounds from it. A beggar, perhaps. Let us take a few steps and see.
Kagekiyo
My eyes will not show it me, yet the autumn wind is upon us.
Girl
The wind blows from an unknown past, and spreads our doubts through the world. The wind blows, and I have no rest, nor any place to find quiet.
Kagekiyo
Neither in the world of passion, nor in the world of colour, nor in the world of non-colour, is there any such place of rest; beneath the one sky are they all. Whom shall I ask, and how answer?
Girl
Shall I ask the old man by the thatch?
Kagekiyo
Who are you?
Girl
Where does the exile live?
Kagekiyo
What exile?
Girl
One who is called Akushichi-bioye Kagekiyo, a noble who fought with Heike.
Kagekiyo
Indeed? I have heard of him, but I am blind, I have not looked in his face. I have heard of his wretched condition and pity him. You had better ask for him at the next place.
Attendant
to girl
It seems that he is not here, shall we ask further?
They pass on.
Kagekiyo
Strange, I feel that woman who has just passed is the child of that blind man. Long ago I loved a courtesan in Atsuta, one time when I was in that place. But I thought our girl-child would be no use to us, and I left her with the head man in the valley of Kamegaye-ga-yatsu; and now she has gone by me and spoken, although she does not know who I am.
Chorus
Attendant
at further side of the stage
Is there any native about?
Villager
What do you want with me?
Attendant
Do you know where the exile lives?
Villager
What exile is it you want?
Attendant
Akushichi-bioye Kagekiyo, a noble of Heike's party.
Villager
Did not you pass an old man under the edge of the mountain as you were coming that way?
Attendant
A blind beggar in a thatched cottage.
Villager
That fellow was Kagekiyo. What ails the lady, she shivers?
Attendant
A question you might well ask, she is the exile's daughter. She wanted to see her father once more, and so came hither to seek him. Will you take us to Kagekiyo?
Villager
Bless my soul! Kagekiyo's daughter. Come, come, never mind, young miss. Now I will tell you, Kagekiyo went blind in both eyes, and so he shaved his crown and called himself "The blind man of Hiuga." He begs a bit from the passers, and the likes of us keep him; he'd be ashamed to tell you his name. However, I'll come along with you, and then I'll call out, "Kagekiyo!" and if he comes, you can see him and have a word with him. Let us along.
They cross the stage, and the villager calls
Kagekiyo! Oh, there, Kagekiyo!
Kagekiyo
Noise, noise! Some one came from my home to call me, but I sent them on. I couldn't be seen like this. Tears like the thousand lines in a rain storm, bitter tears soften my sleeve. Ten thousand things rise in a dream, and I wake in this hovel, wretched, just a nothing in the wide world. How can I answer when they call me by my right name?
Chorus
Do not call out the name he had in his glory. You will move the bad blood in his heart.
Then, taking up Kagekiyo's thought
I am angry.
Kagekiyo
Living here. . .
Chorus
going on with Kagekiyo's thought
I go on living here, hated by the people in power. A blind man without his staff. I am deformed, and therefore speak evil; excuse me.
Kagekiyo
My eyes are darkened.
Chorus
Though my eyes are dark I understand the thoughts of another. I understand at a word. The wind comes down from the pine trees on the mountain, and snow comes down after the wind. The dream tells of my glory. I am loath to wake from the dream. I hear the waves running in the evening tide, as when I was with Heike. Shall I act out the old ballad?
Kagekiyo
to the villager
I had a weight on my mind, I spoke to you very harshly; excuse me.
Villager
You're always like that, never mind it. Has any one been here to see you?
Kagekiyo
No one but you.
Villager
Go on! That is not true. Your daughter was here. Why couldn't you tell her the truth, she being so sad and so eager? I have brought her back now. Come now, speak with your father. Come along.
Girl
Oh, Oh, I came such a long journey, under rain, under wind, wet with dew, over the frost; you do not see into my heart. It seems that a father's love goes when the child is not worth it.
Kagekiyo
I meant to keep it concealed, but now they have found it all out. I shall drench you with the dew of my shame, you who are young as a flower. I tell you my name, and that we are father and child, yet I thought this would put dishonour upon you, and therefore I let you pass. Do not hold it against me.
Chorus
At first I was angry that my friends would no longer come near me. But now I have come to a time when I could not believe that even a child of my own would seek me out.
Singing.
Villager
to Kagekiyo
Many a fine thing is gone, sir, your daughter would like to ask you. . . .
Kagekiyo
What is it?
Villager
She has heard of your fame from the old days. Would you tell her the ballad?
Kagekiyo
Towards the end of the third month, it was in the third year of Juei. We men of Heike were in ships, the men of Genji were on land. Their war-tents stretched on the shore. We awaited decision. And Noto-no-Kami Noritsune said: "Last year in the hills of Harima, and in Midzushima, and in Hiyodorigoye of Bitchiu, we were defeated time and again, for Yoshitsune is tactful and cunning. Is there any way we can beat them?" Kagekiyo thought in his mind: "This Hangan Yoshitsune is neither god nor a devil, at the risk of my life I might do it." So he took leave of Noritsune and led a party against the shore, and all the men of Genji rushed on them.
Chorus
Kagekiyo cried, "You are haughty." His armour caught every turn of the sun. He drove them four ways before them.
Kagekiyo
excited and crying out
Samoshiya! Run, cowards!
Chorus
He thought, how easy this killing. He rushed with his spear-haft gripped under his arm. He cried out, "I am Kagekiyo of the Heike." He rushed on to take them. He pierced through the helmet vizards of Miyonoya. Miyonoya fled twice, and again; and Kagekiyo cried: "You shall not escape me!" He leaped and wrenched off his helmet. "Eya!" The vizard broke and remained in his hand and Miyonoya still fled afar, and afar, and he looked back crying in terror, "How terrible, how heavy your arm!" And Kagekiyo called at him, "How tough the shaft of your neck is!" And they both laughed out over the battle, and went off each his own way.
Chorus
These were the deeds of old, but oh, to tell them! to be telling them over now in his wretched condition. His life in the world is weary, he is near the end of his course. "Go back," he would say to his daughter. "Pray for me when I am gone from the world, for I shall then count upon you as we count on a lamp in the darkness . . . we who are blind." "I will stay," she said. Then she obeyed him, and only one voice is left.
We tell this for the remembrance. Thus were the parent and child.
NOTE
Fenollosa has left this memorandum on the stoicism of the last play: I asked Mr. Hirata how it could be considered natural or dutiful for the daughter to leave her father in such a condition. He said, "that the Japanese would not be in sympathy with such sternness now, but that it was the old Bushido spirit. The personality of the old man is worn out, no more good in this life. It would be sentimentality for her to remain with him. No good could be done. He could well restrain his love for her, better that she should pray for him and go on with the work of her normal life."



