At Daybreak on the Seventh of the Eighth Month I Left Yongdam Temple; the Next Day I Floated a Boat at Yongpo, Passed the Nakdong River, and Moored at Gyeontan — I Welcomed the Monk of Yongwon Temple Aboard, Talked a While with Him, and Wrote Two Poems八月七日黎明。發龍潭寺。明日泛舟龍浦。過洛東江泊犬灘。時夜深月明。迅湍激石。靑山蘸波。水極淸澈。跳魚走蠏。俯可數也。倚船長嘯。肌髮淸快。洒然有蓬瀛之想。不覺沈痾頓釋。江上有龍源寺。寺僧聞之。出迎於江上。固請入寺。予辭之。邀僧至船上。相對略話。因題二首。
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) 東國李相國集 · Yi Gyubo · Compiled 1241 (Goryeo, 28th year of King Gojong); revised and enlarged 1251 · 2 passages · 96 Chinese characters · reading time 1 min
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 6 The collected writings of Yi Gyubo of Goryeo, gathered and cut in woodblock by his son Yi Ham in 1241 and revised and enlarged by his grandson Yi Ikbae in 1251. It holds poems and rhapsodies, memorials and reports sent up to the king, records written for temples and pagodas, stele and tomb inscriptions, letters and prefaces, and the state letters that passed to and from the Mongols during the invasions. The Lay of King Dongmyeong, which sings the founder of Goguryeo, stands in volume 3 of the first collection, and the daily life of a man who called himself the White Cloud Layman — with his wine, his zither and his verse — fills the later collection. The book closes with the last poem he wrote as his eyes failed and he laid down the brush, and with the dirge and tomb inscription others made for him after his death.
The breath of the water is cool and soaks into my short jacket,
and one stretch of clear river is bluer than indigo.
For willows, the five before Magistrate Tao's (陶令) gate remain;
for hills, they are better than the three upon Yuqiang's (禺强) sea.
Sky and water run on into one another, and looking down and looking up are confused;
cloud and mist have only now lifted and taken the southeast.
I moor the lone boat a while at a level bank of sand,
and just then a monk comes out from a little hermitage.
淸曉泛龍浦。黃昏泊犬灘。黠雲欺落日。狠石捍狂瀾。水國秋先冷。船亭夜更寒。江山眞勝畫。莫作畫屛看。
In the clear dawn I float the boat at Yongpo
and at dusk I moor it at Gyeontan.
The cunning clouds cheat the setting sun,
and the fierce rocks bar the maddened waves.
In this water country the autumn is cold before its time,
and the boat pavilion is colder still at night.
The river and the hills are truly better than a painting,
so do not look at them as a painted screen.