Oh, what a summery poem. In the 95th part of the "Tales of Ise", a man working in the imperial palace sang this about Fujiwara no Takaiko.

The partition between them is in fact a bamboo screen. The difference in status between the empress-to-be Takaiko-hime and the man in question is quite great.

The "man" who is the main character of the "Tales of Ise" is unspecified, with no real name.

He's most likely based on one Ariwara no Narihira. He was quite the playboy, and there's even a scene of the man trying to seduce Takaiko-hime*, carry her away and elope, so they have a lot in common.

Compared to that...

What we have here is basically the opposite.

You have every right to walk a thorny path if you want, but I can promise that your future won't be so rosy. I can't help but cry, watching that from the sidelines. I wish you could get through to that blockhead.