Memorial of congratulation on the vegetarian feast (齋) offered to thirty thousand monks after the new accession to the precious throne賀新登寶位後。三萬僧齋表。
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 · 111 Chinese characters · reading time 1.3 min
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 30 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.
And so forth. Brightly you have grasped the tally of heaven and for the first time trodden the seat where the dragon flies. Resplendently you have exalted the jewel of the monastic order (僧寶) and widely welcomed in the throng whose gait is as an elephant's. Wherever the true teaching reaches, the whole world rejoices together.
Reverently I consider that Your Sage Majesty's virtue is as that of the high and enlightened, and your benevolence accords with the compassion of the Buddha. You plan to lengthen long the great royal enterprise founded at Songak, and you believe thickly in the right teaching of India. Spreading out a hundred jewelled seats, you listened closely to voices like jade; and feeding thirty thousand monks, you sent widely abroad an offering like clouds.
We, your servants so-and-so, monks of the gate (沙門), are exceedingly dull in the workings of Seon (禪機) and wholly broken in the conduct of keeping the precepts. Presumptuously joining the ranks of the Buddha's disciples, we have come to see this splendid affair. Looking up, our prayer for Your Majesty's ten thousand years is truly twice that of the common throng. And so forth.