Sacrificial address offered to Lord Yi Gwangjeong, Manager of Affairs祭李平章光挺文
維年月日。具銜謹以肴饌淸酌之奠。敬祭于門下侍郞平章事李公之靈。大抵人之賦分。不可多得。冒榮則拘。其樂未極。好樂則放。取榮也薄。譬之於虎。不傳以翼。獨我夫子。摠而有之。出而爲將。豹纛紅旗。入而爲相。玉鉉黃扉。將相之榮。惟公兼資。列屋蛾眉。窈窕嬋姸。日擁珠翠。吸簧按絃。雖至懸車。旅力不愆。聲色之嗜。不減壯年。公謂子姓。浮生倏然。毋固溷汝。汝速擊鮮。野服以遊。往來翩躚。男兒之樂。唯公極焉。予昔遭難。艱阨辛苦。兔竄鼠伏。狼狽失據。繄公是賴。以至今日。每一念至。忽焉悽慄。嗚呼哀哉。有公如父。有姊如母。公今云亡。如喪我考。何以辭訣。一觴薄酒。公其醉止。慰我心疚。
On such-and-such a day of such-and-such a month of such-and-such a year, so-and-so of such-and-such office, having prepared the offerings of viands and clear wine, reverently makes sacrifice before the spirit of Lord Yi (李公), Vice Director of the Chancellery and Manager of Affairs.
Now the portion a man is born with cannot be had in great measure. He who braves glory is bound by it and cannot have his pleasure to the full; he who loves pleasure grows loose, and what he gets of glory is thin. To put it as with the tiger: he is not given wings as well.
Our master alone held both of these together. Going out, he was a general and raised the leopard-tail standard and the red banner; coming in, he was a chancellor and had charge of the rings of the jade cauldron and of the yellow gate. The glory of a general and of a chancellor the Lord alone held at once.
In house after house fair women stood in rows, lovely and comely, and day after day he had pearls and kingfisher plumes at his side, blew the mouth-organ and tuned the strings. Even when he came to the years for laying down office and withdrawing, his strength and sinew did not fail him, and his enjoyment of sound and color was no less than in his young days.
The Lord said to his sons and grandsons, "This floating life is a sudden thing. I will not go troubling you; be quick and catch good fish." He roamed in hempen clothes and came and went lightly; the pleasures of a man were fulfilled in the Lord.
Long ago, when I met with the troubles of the time, I was in bitterness and pain. Fleeing like a hare and crouching like a rat, undone and with nothing to lean upon, it was by the Lord's strength alone that I have come to this day. Whenever my thoughts reach this, I am at once grieved and shaken.
Alas, how sad. There was a lord who was as my father, and a sister who was as my mother. Now that the Lord has gone, it is as though I had lost my own father. With what shall I say farewell? It is one cup of poor wine; may the Lord grow drunk upon it and console my aching heart.
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Written on behalf of the Meditation Master Hui.