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Matching the Rhymes of Chief Minister Yi's Reply on the Rhyme-Word "Bu" (符), Which He Sent to Me (次韻李平章和符字韻詩見寄)次韻李平章和符字韻詩見寄

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 · 3 passages · 168 Chinese characters · reading time 2 min

Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Latter Collection, Book 3 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.

願識荊州不願侯。果然風韻闇想符。援松共誓曾披膽。得雪誰多互將鬚。自古交遊先類己。以君賢智勿嫌愚。慶源同出緣猶厚。况更長涵玉德濡。

I wished only to know the man of Jingzhou (荊州), not to become a lord, and indeed his bearing and grace match what I had pictured within. Grasping a pine we swore together, and long ago laid bare our hearts; which of us has gained more white snow? — we match our beards against each other. From of old, in friendship one begins with those like oneself, so with your goodness and wisdom, do not despise this foolishness of mine. We came out together from Gyeongwon (慶源), so the bond is thick enough; how much more when I am long steeped and moistened in your jade-like virtue.

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仁植

This is Insik (仁植).

解簪長揖謝公侯。坐俟徵呼上帝符。唯愛鶴癯猶白質。敢期松老尙蒼鬚。風波險裏拋官退。水火爭中託酒愚。莫囑殘人爲旱雨。閑雲已卷可堪濡。

Loosing my hairpin and bowing long, I took my leave of the dukes and marquises, and sit waiting for the summons of the Lord on High (上帝). I love only that the crane, though lean, keeps its white ground, and dare to look for the pine, though old, to keep its green whiskers. Amid the roughness of wind and wave I threw down office and withdrew; where water and fire contend, I lean on wine and feign foolishness. Do not ask a man wholly old to pray for rain in a drought — the idle clouds have already cleared, so with what should I moisten anything?

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君詩云。旱久却嫌苗未秀。請敎霖雨一霑濡。故云。

Your poem said, "I hate that the drought is long and the sprouts cannot come to ear; I ask you to moisten them once with a soaking rain," and so I spoke thus.

憶昔家鄕遇我侯。兩心自合不須符。嬌擎玉硯猶紅臉。笑把金盃各紺鬚。不露鋒鋩君得壽。免爲標的我全愚。閑忙路異雖希覿。筆可書懷莫猒濡。

I think back to when I met you long ago in my home district: our two hearts matched of themselves, with no need of a tally. She who charmingly held up the jade inkstone still had red cheeks, and we who laughed and held the golden cups each had black beards. By not showing a sharp point, you kept your life whole; to avoid becoming a target, I kept my foolishness whole. Leisure and busyness long kept us apart, so our meetings are rare, but the brush can write the heart, so do not grudge wetting your ink.

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予遊鄕時。每於君家作詩。君命妓奉硯。

When I was roaming in my home district I always composed poems at your house, and you had a courtesan hold up the inkstone.