Report presented, on behalf of the same man, to the Branch Censorate (分臺)爲同前人上分臺狀
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 · 91 Chinese characters · reading time 1.1 min
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 32 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.
At the nine gates of the golden palace you early received the command that hands down edicts, and for a thousand li at the Jade Pass (玉關) you solemnly display the authority of one who grips the axe. All who belong to your governance pray and praise from the depths of their hearts.
I humbly consider that Your Excellency of such-and-such office is one whose learning whips Yang Xiong (揚雄) and Sima Xiangru (司馬相如) and whose writing overthrows Cao Zhi (曹植) and Liu Zhen (劉楨). The grain of your auspicious silk being fresh, you ought rightly to bathe in the warm waves of the Phoenix Pool; and the constancy of the straight pine being firm, you have first taken part in the cold frost of the Censorate. For a while you have come out from the ranks to look over the marches of the realm.
I, so-and-so, have presumptuously taken an outer charge and lie quietly prostrate downwind. Looking up and yearning toward the luster of the haechi (獬豸) cap, my wish to cling to the dragon and rise is the more earnest.