The pedlar's wife of Jeongeup

Nameless singers 蔓橫淸類 無名氏

before 1728 · Joseon Korea

My love said he would come, so I cooked supper early and ate. Out through the inner gate, out through the main gate, I ran up and sat on the doorsill, shaded my eyes with my hand and looked across at the far hill: is he coming or not? Something dark and pale was standing there. That must be him! Stockings off and tucked in my bosom, shoes off and held in my hand, tumbling and scrambling, helter-skelter, through wet and dry alike I splashed across, ready to say tender things, and stole a sideways glance: a stripped hemp stalk, peeled on the thirteenth of the seventh month last year, had fooled me completely. A good thing it was night. Had it been day, how people would have laughed.

님이 오마 ᄒᆞ거ᄂᆞᆯ 져녁밥을 일 지어 먹고 中門 나셔 大門 나가 地方 우희 치ᄃᆞ라 안자 以手로 加額ᄒᆞ고 오ᄂᆞᆫ가 가ᄂᆞᆫ가 건넌山 ᄇᆞ라보니 거머흿들 셔 잇거ᄂᆞᆯ 져야 님이로다 보션 버서 품에 품고 신 버서 손에 쥐고 곰븨님븨 님븨곰븨 쳔방지방 지방쳔방 즌 듸 ᄆᆞ른 듸 ᄀᆞᆯ희지 말고 워렁충창 건너가셔 情엣 말 ᄒᆞ려 ᄒᆞ고 겻눈을 흘긧 보니 上年 七月 열사흔날 ᄀᆞᆯ가 벅긴 주추리 삼대 ᄉᆞᆯ드리도 날 소겨다 모쳐라 밤일싀만졍 ᄒᆡᆼ혀 낫이런들 ᄂᆞᆷ 우일 번ᄒᆞ괘라

Cheonggu yeongeon, the long songs at the end

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