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Yun Ui and Jin Sik, My Fellows of the Same Examination Year, and Jin Hwa Came, and Each of Us Composed to the Rhymes of Guest Attendant Liu尹同年儀,陳同年湜,陳澕見訪。用劉賓客詩韻各賦。
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 11 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.
二年蓬轉久離根。邂逅寒暄只一言。邀醉散仙天是幕。鎖留歸客雪爲門。數篇詩句閑中迫。一局碁聲靜裡喧。到處逢場卽仙境。九霞觴滿草輕飜。
Two years I rolled like tumbleweed, long parted from my root, and meeting by chance we ask after each other in a single word. The scattered immortals who call for drunkenness take the sky for a canopy, and what holds the departing guest shut in is the snow that becomes a gate. A few lines of verse are urgent in the midst of leisure, and the sound of one game of baduk is noisy within the stillness. Wherever we go, if we find a seat it is at once an immortals' realm; the cup of Nine Mists (九霞) is full, and the grass turns lightly over.