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In the Abbot's Chamber of Head Seat Tong, the Wine at Its Height, I Had the Reverend Jijam Call Out Du Mu's Rhymes and Let My Brush Run通首座方丈酒酣。使智潛上人唱杜牧詩韻。走筆。
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 12 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.
別後蟾輪二十圓。重來話舊各欣然。相思詩可牛腰載。已斷絃還鳳髓連。一曲喜聞吹玉笛。百分何讓倒金船。良辰火急謀行樂。椽燭如花夜似年。
Since we parted the moon's wheel has rounded twenty times, and coming again we talk of old days, and each of us is glad. The poems of our longing would load an ox to the waist, and the string already snapped we have joined once more with phoenix marrow. Gladly I hear one tune blown upon the jade flute, and though it be a hundred cups, how should I refuse to tip the golden wine-boat? In a good hour we plot in haste to take our pleasure, and candles like rafters bloom like flowers, and the night is like a year.
Interlinear notes 1
時使人吹古笛。
At that time I had someone blow an old flute.