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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 · 164 Chinese characters · reading time 1.7 min

Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 41 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.

彼焉此焉衆生着輪廻之聚。九者八者菩薩開津濟之門。苟能精祈。誰不利涉。伏念某崇眞有素。拯溺爲先。公未忘三界之迷倫。尙淹苦海。私亦念六親之近屬。或滯重泉。擬種善根。小營冥福。投蕭寺側金之地。講眞公擲簡之儀。梵唱雷宏。眞香雲布。牛雖賤畜而猶或垂淚。人本靈物而得不廻心。伏願先亡父母六親等。遄沐凊冷。頓離熱惱。過一子地。自成正覺之身。升九品臺。親覩如來之相。及毛道隨風之類。到金繩作界之鄕。

Saying "there" and "here", living beings cling to the heap of transmigration; saying "nine" and "eight", the bodhisattva opens the gate of the ferry that carries them across. If one can but pray in true sincerity, who would fail to be carried over to his profit?

Prostrate I consider: So-and-so has long honoured the truth and puts first the rescuing of those who have fallen in. Publicly, I cannot forget that the straying multitudes of the three realms are still sunk in the sea of suffering; privately, I think of my six near kin, who may be shut up in the dark world. Wishing to plant a good root, I have prepared a small rite for their blessing beyond.

Going to the temple's ground where gold was once spread, we expound the rite of casting lots handed down by the monk Jinpyo (眞表). The sound of the Brahma chant is loud as thunder, and the true incense spreads like cloud. The ox, though a lowly beast, will yet shed tears; man is a numinous being from the first — how should he not turn his heart about?

Prostrate, I pray that my parents who have gone before and my six kin be swiftly bathed in coolness and at a stroke leave the hot afflictions behind; that they reach the state of being regarded as an only son and of themselves accomplish the body of right awakening; and that, mounting the terrace of the nine grades, they behold the Tathāgata's form in person. And let the hair-like multitudes that drift upon the wind also come to the land whose bounds are marked with a golden cord.