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Academy Instructor Yang Gongno Having Answered in Kind, I Match the Rhymes and Reply梁學諭公老見和。次韻答之。

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 · 1 passages · 223 Chinese characters · reading time 2.3 min

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.

化人初使光影眩。樂廣復敎雲霧卷。平生不羨黑頭公。但喜得君靑眼眄。多慙跛驢趁白蟻。樽酒十年曾共醉。憶尋精舍玄闍梨。娟娟曉岫烟鬟媚。石徑携筇鳴硬玉。葛巾練袂晴嵐撲。舊遊依然如昨日。春草萋萋幾迴綠。去本無心來亦寓。人生俯仰成今古。江西墨綬君始解。嶺外銅符我暫汙。此生聚散幾時了。相逢又撫銅人笑。一圍腰減正緣窮。三尺喙長甘見誚。已知刺舌與灸眉。無復爪觜矜細兒。胡爲更磨綺語硯。賭得夫子天葩詩。見君飄然氣飛薄。半空沆瀣如可酌。從此乘虛直到天。掉下酒旗相與酢。相將遊戱浮漚裏。是非哀樂何從起。羊公湛𥵔不須論。江水湯湯山自翠。

The conjurer first bewildered us with light and shadow, and Yue Guang (樂廣) made the cloud and the mist draw back again. All my life I have not envied a black-haired minister, and am glad only to have won the turning of your blue eyes. I am deeply ashamed that a limping donkey should chase the white ants, for ten years at the wine jar we once got drunk together. I remember when we sought out the temple's Preceptor Hyeon (玄闍梨), and how exquisite was the indigo of the mist on the dawn peaks. On the stone path I set down my staff, and hard jade rang; and on arrowroot headcloth and white sleeves the clear day's mountain vapor came. The old outing is as vivid as a thing of yesterday, yet how many times has the spring grass grown thick and green? In going there was no mind at all, and the coming too was a lodging; and between a bow and a glance upward a life becomes now and long ago. The black seal-cord of Gangseo you have only now untied, and the bronze tally beyond the pass I soiled for a little while. When will the gathering and the scattering of this life be done? Meeting again, we stroke the bronze man and laugh. That my armful of a waist has shrunk is only for want, and that my beak is three feet long — I take the blame for it gladly. I have learned already to prick my tongue and cauterize my brows, and no longer show off claw and beak to the little children. How is it that you ground the inkstone of lovely words once more and got and hung up a poem like the Master's flowers of heaven? Seeing you, a spirit comes lightly flying toward me, and it seems I could ladle up the dew-breath of mid-air. From now on, riding the void, we shall come straight to heaven, and shake the wine banner down and repay each other. Leading one another we play and sport within the floating foam, so where would right and wrong, sorrow and joy, arise? There is no need to talk of Duke Yang (羊公) and Mr. Zhan (湛氏). The river water brims and brims, and the mountains are green of themselves.

Interlinear notes 1

予昔每與君訪天壽寺玄章大士。或寄居方丈。

In the old days I always went with you to seek out the Great Master Hyeonjang of Cheonsu Temple, and now and then I lodged in the abbot's chamber.