明覺禪師語錄 6.227

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冷匣秋波射斗星，鐵衣隨從古霜清，宣池莫問常年事，
一片威風動地生。

The cold scabbard's autumn sheen shoots toward the Big Dipper; / The iron armor follows him, pure as ancient frost. / At the Xuanchi moat, do not ask of ordinary years' affairs: / A single gust of awe-inspiring prestige rises to shake the earth.