Sacrificial address offered jointly to the Eastern and Western Peaks東西兩岳合祭文
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 · 108 Chinese characters · reading time 1.2 min
Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 38 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. Your energy gathers the ten thousand purities, embracing the many great mountains and pressing down upon them in presence; your majesty settles this one region, drawing together the inclining of all hearts toward you.
We, such-and-such, leaning upon the hidden help of our Great King, struck the stubborn and wicked people of this one border. When our praying at the Western Peak (西岳) had just grown diligent, before long Uibi (義庇) was shut up in the shrine; and when we reproached the Eastern Mountain (東山) for not repaying us, presently you brought Baru (勃优) to our troops. That we took the brigand chiefs one after another — how could it be anything but a bestowal of the spirits?
By ritual it is fitting that we give thanks, and an oath is truly a thing we dare not break. So we have chosen a good day and sent a man to set out these meager sacrifices. Since you partake of them having merit already, even to boast of your virtue would be nothing to shrink from. And so forth.