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 · 132 Chinese characters · reading time 1.2 min
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 16 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.
1Preface
李賀將進酒曰。酒不到劉伶墳上土。此誠達道之言也。故廣其辭。命之曰續將進酒云。
In Li He's (李賀) 「Jangjinju」 (將進酒) it is said, 「The wine does not reach the earth above Liu Ling's grave.」 This is truly the word of one who has penetrated the Way. Therefore I have broadened that word and named this the 「Sokjangjinju」.
I send word to the indigo wine in the cup:
for a hundred years, do not weary of meeting me.
How long can black hair and a ruddy face last?
This body is as perilous and brittle as the morning dew.
If in a single morning I go and become a grave beneath the pines,
who in a thousand ages, in ten thousand ages, will look back on me?
What grows without appointment is mugwort and wormwood,
and what comes without being called is the fox and the hare.
Though wine was all my life a thing upon my hand,
how should it come even once then to wet my mouth?
Penetrating, penetrating indeed was Liu Bolun (劉伯倫),
who loaded wine and had it follow him, and lay drunk forever.
I beg you, hear this word and do not decline to drink:
the wine does not reach the earth above Liu Ling's (劉伶) grave.