寺沙門玄奘上表記 1.52

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沙門玄奘言。伏奉勅旨。令許降宸筆自勒御製大慈恩寺碑文。璽誥爰臻。綸慈猥集。祗荷慚惕。罔知彼措。玄奘聞。強弩在彀。鼷鼠不足動其機。鴻鐘匿音。纖𮏙無以發其響。不謂日臨月照。遂迴景於空門。雨潤雲䒱。乃昭感於玄寺。是所願也。豈所圖焉。伏惟陛下履翼乘樞。握裒纘運。追軒邁頊。孕夏吞殷。演眾妙以陶時。總多能。而景俗。九域之內既沐仁風。四天之表亦霑玄化。然則津梁之法。非至聖無足闡其源。幽贊之工。非至人何以敷其迹。雖追遠所極自動天情。而冥祐可祈。即迴宸睠。英詞曲被。已超希代之珍。祕迹行開。將踰絕價之寶。凡在群品靡弗欣戴。然彼梵徒倍增慶躍。夢鈞天之廣樂。返此非奇。得輪王之髻珠。疇茲豈貴。庶當刊以貞石。用樹福庭。蠢彼迷生。方開耳目。盛乎法炬。傳諸未來。使夫瞻寶字而跂銀鈞。發菩提於此日。諷遺文而探奧賾。悟般若於斯地。劫城窮芥。昭昭之美恒存。遷海環桑。藹藹之風無朽。玄奘出自凡品。夙慚行業。既蒙落飾。思闡玄猷。往涉迦維。本憑皇化。迨茲翻譯。復承朝獎。而貞觀之際。濫沐洪慈。永徽以來。更叨殊遇。二主神筆。猥賜裒揚。兩朝聖藻。凾垂榮飾。顧脩愚劣。實懷兢懼。輸報之誠。不忘昏曉。但以恩深巨𭭬。豈滴水之能。酬施厚。崧丘嶽匪纖塵之可謝。唯當憑諸慧力運以無方。資景社於園寑。助隆基於七百。不任竦戴之至。謹附內給事臣王君德奉表陳謝以聞。輕犯威嚴。伏深戰慄。謹言。

The śramaṇa Xuanzang states: I have respectfully received the imperial edict granting permission to bestow the sovereign brush to inscribe in person the imperially composed stele text of Dacien Temple. The imperial seals and mandates have arrived; the compassionate silk-cord decrees have fallen in abundance upon me. Respectfully bearing them with shame and dread, I know not what to do. Xuanzang has heard that when a powerful crossbow is drawn to its bowstring, a field mouse is not enough to spring its trigger; when a great bell conceals its sound, a tiny mosquito cannot cause its resonance. Never did I imagine that the radiance of the sun and moon would turn its light upon the empty gate [of Buddhism], or that the nourishing rain and rising clouds would manifest their influence upon this profound temple. This was indeed my wish, yet how could I have dared anticipate it? I humbly consider that Your Majesty walks upon wings and rides the heavenly pivot, holding the records and continuing the dynastic fortune, surpassing the Yellow Emperor and outstripping Zhuanxu, conceiving the Xia and swallowing the Yin. You expound all wondrous things to cultivate the age, and encompass manifold abilities to make customs illustrious. Within the Nine Domains, all have been bathed in the benevolent breeze; beyond the Four Heavens, all are likewise moistened by the profound transformation. Thus, regarding the dharma of the ford and bridge, none but the utmost sage is sufficient to elucidate its source; and as for the task of esoteric assistance, who but the consummate man could unfold its traces? Although the ultimate devotion to the departed naturally moves Your Heavenly sentiment, yet as the unseen aid was prayed for, the imperial regard turned immediately. The heroic words have been bestowed in detail, already surpassing rare treasures of the age; the secret traces are about to unfold, exceeding priceless gems. Among all living creatures, none does not rejoice and revere; and those fellow monks are doubly overjoyed. Dreaming of the great music of the Jun Heaven is not wondrous compared to this; obtaining the crest jewel of a wheel-turning king—how could it be prized above this? We shall surely carve it upon durable stone to establish it in this courtyard of blessings. Those confused and deluded living beings will at last have their ears and eyes opened; the torch of the Dharma will burn brightly, transmitted into future ages. May those who gaze upon the precious characters and look up to the silver strokes give rise to bodhi on this very day; and may those who recite the bequeathed text and fathom its esoteric depth awaken to prajñā in this very place. Though the kalpa-city is exhausted of mustard seeds, this illustrious beauty will endure forever; though the shifting seas encircle the mulberry trees, this luxuriant breeze will never decay. Xuanzang came from the common lot and has long been ashamed of his conduct and karma. After receiving the tonsure, I contemplated propagating the profound principle. Going forth to Kapilavastu, I relied entirely on the August Transformation. Coming down to this translation work, I have once again received courtly encouragement. During the Zhenguan era, I undeservedly bathed in immense compassion; and since the Yonghui era, I have further presumed upon extraordinary favour. The divine brushes of the two rulers have conferred lavish praise; the sacred literary creations of the two courts have enveloped me in lasting honour. Reflecting on my own folly and inferiority, I truly harbour apprehension. My sincerity in repaying this debt is unforgotten day and night. Yet as the depth of Your grace is like a vast abyss, how could a drop of water repay it? As the generosity of Your bestowing is like the lofty Mount Song, not a speck of dust could give thanks. I can only rely on the power of wisdom, wielding it without bounds, to aid the imperial shrines at the garden mausoleum and assist the prosperity of the dynastic foundation for seven hundred generations. Unable to bear the utmost reverence, I respectfully submit this memorial of thanks through the Imperial Attendant inside the Palace, the courtier Wang Junde. Venturing rashly before the August Majesty, I bow in profound trembling. Respectfully submitted.