Presentation Address and Recited Verse of the Music Bureau on Welcoming the Royal Carriage at the House of the Marquis of Jingang (晉康侯)晉康侯邸迎聖駕次。敎坊致語口號。
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望天子氣。朱門洞闢於侯蕃。出玉宸居。黃傘徐移於輦路。父老猶喜及見。遐邇莫不胥讙。恭惟聖上陛下。睿哲自天。文章憲古。垂衣裳於化國。坐撫太平。誓帶礪於功臣。備加優禮。至許親臨於私第。欲爲罕有之榮觀。溫不至熱。涼不至寒。適仲春之紀候。句者盡達。甲者盡拆。方庶物之向榮。風伯淸塵。鑾輿戒道。降天仙於地上。屈帝座於人間。曲卷深閭。猶覩龍顔之表。長廊廣廡。摠成鷺序之場。錦障霞連。綵山雲疊。尋撞走索。傾九市以聳觀。擊石鳴絲。亘八街而齊聽。妾等逖聞盛事。來自淸都。與六虯之如飛。與百獸而率舞。越三韓二百餘載。方瞻感會之風雲。合五帝一千許年。願作游觀之日月。不勝延佇。敢進歌謠。
Looking out for the air of the Son of Heaven, the red gate of the marquis's house is thrown wide open; and as he comes forth from his jade palace dwelling, the yellow parasol moves slowly along the carriage road. The old men rejoice that they have lived to see it, and far and near there is none who does not rejoice. I humbly consider that His Majesty the Holy Sovereign has his wisdom and brightness from Heaven, and that his writing takes the ancient models for its law. In a land brought to order he lets his robes hang down and sits soothing the great peace; swearing to his meritorious subject by the girdle and the whetstone, he has added to him the fullest honours. He has even granted to come in person to a private house, making of it a glorious spectacle such as is seldom seen. Warm but not hot, cool but not cold, it answers to the season of mid-spring (仲春); the curled shoots have all broken open and the husked sprouts have all split, and the host of things is just about to flourish. The lord of the wind has cleansed the dust and the royal carriage has made the road ready: it is an immortal of Heaven come down upon the earth, the seat of the Celestial Emperor bending down into the world of men. Even in the winding lanes and the deep wards they look upon the semblance of the dragon countenance, and the long corridors and broad side-buildings have all become a courtyard of ranks drawn up like egrets. The brocade curtains run on like sunset glow, and the painted hills are heaped like clouds. At the pole-climbing and the rope-walking the nine markets lean out to gaze up, and the sound of struck stones and sounding strings stretches through the eight streets to be heard by all alike. We heard of this splendid occasion from afar and have come from the clear capital. We join with the six hornless dragons that seem to fly, and dance together with the hundred beasts. Over more than two hundred years of Samhan we look up at last upon a meeting of wind and cloud, and we wish that the thousand years or so of the Five Emperors might be gathered into one span of days for roaming and beholding. Unable to contain our longing as we wait, we make bold to offer up our song.