Theragāthā

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

Aye with the good consort, with them
Who know, who understand, who see the Good.
Great is the Good and deep and hard to see,
Subtle and delicately fine, to which
The wise and brave do penetrate, e’en they
Who strenuous live and lofty vision gain.

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

Whoso hath chased away the Death-king and his host,
E’en as a mighty flood the causeway of frail reeds,
Victor is he, self-tamed. Fear cometh never more.
His is the Goal supreme, and utter steadfastness.

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

All longings as to this or other life
Have I put far from me, as one who hath
Beta’en himself to truth, whose heart’s at peace,
Who, self-subdued, in all things undefiled,
Discerns the world’s incessant ebb and flow.

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

In wisdom strong, guided by virtue’s rule, intent,
To concentration’s rapture given, yet vigilant;
Partaking of such fare as brings thee only good:
So in the faith, with passions quenched, await the hour.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

Crags with the hue of heaven’s blue clouds,
Where lies enbosomed many a shining tarn
Of crystal-clear, cool waters, and whose slopes
The ‘herds of Indra’ cover and bedeck:
Those are the braes wherein my soul delights.

1.14 Sīvaka#

The teacher spake me thus: ‘Sīvaka, hence
Let’s go!’ Here in the town my body dwells;
My thoughts are to the forest gone. So thus,
Prostrated though I be, yet do I go.
No bond is there for those who understand.

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Da#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

Lo! in the forest of Bhesakalā
A brother dwells, heir of the Buddha’s grace,
Suffusing through and through this earthy frame
With thought intent, austere, of skeleton.
Beshrew me, if he do not swiftly drive
All passion of the senses clean away!

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

Lo! I who in the bamboo thicket dined
Off rice and honey, who now comprehend,
Him worshipping, the ebb and flux of all
These factors of my life, will hie me back
Up on my hill, to foster there the growth
Of heart’s detachment, lone and separate.

1.24 Suga#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nan#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Ab#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

Dabba and Kusa grass and pricking stems
And all that hurts in brush and underwood
Forth from my breast I’ll push and thrust away,
And go where I the growth may cultivate
Of heart’s detachment, lone and separate.

1.28 Jambugāmika’s#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hā#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.31 Gahvaratīriya#

In the great forest, in the mighty woods,
Touched though I be by gadfly and by gnat,
I yet would roam, like warrior-elephant,
In van of battle, mindful, vigilant.

1.32 Suppiya#

0 would that I who hourly waste, might change
For that which ne’er decays - who ever burn,
Might change for that cool bliss-e’en for the Peace
That passeth all, Safety beyond compare!

1.33 Sopāka#

E’en as she would be very good
Towards her only child, her well-beloved son,
So too ye should be very good
Towards all creatures everywhere and everyone.

1.34 Posiya#

Best when not near, both now and evermore,
Are such as these for him who understands.
Forth from the township to the woods I went,
Thence to my home once more I came; but thence
Rising I gat me forth again, nor e’er
Did this same Posiya let fall a word.

1.35 Sāmaññakāni#

Happiness he who seeks may win an he practise the seeking -
Honour he gaineth beside, and growth of renown shall befall him -
So he but practise the road called Straight, even the Ariyan,
The Noble Eightfold Path whereby we may reach salvation.

1.36 Kumā’s Son#

O goodly are the things our ears now hear!
O goodly is the life we here may lead!
O good it is always to lack a house!
Now questioning on things of high import,
Now showing all due thanks and reverence:
Such is the calling of the true recluse,
Of him who owneth naught of anything.

1.37 The Comrade of Kumā’s Son#

To divers regions back and forth they fare
Heedless of heart upon their rounds, and balk
The mind’s due concentration. What, forsooth,
Shall all this vagabondage bring to pass?
Hence is it meet that clamour be subdued,
Nor harass him who fain would meditate.

1.38 Gavampati#

Who by his might reared up the Sarabhū,
Who standeth self-reliant and unmoved,
Who hath transcended every tie, Gavampati,
Him mighty seer the very gods acclaim,
Surpasser of the coming back to be.

1.39 Tissa#

As one downsmitten by impending sword,
As one whose hair and turban are aflame,
So let the Brother, mindful and alert,
Go forth, all worldly passions left behind.

1.40 Vaḍḍhamāna#

As one downsmitten by impending sword,
As one whose hair and turban are aflame,
So let the Brother, mindful and alert,
Go forth, all lust of living left behind.

1.41 Sirivaḍḍha#

The lightnings flash e’en in the rocky cave,
Smiting Vebhāra’s crest and Paṇḍava,
And, in the mountain-bosom hid, a child
Of that incomparable Master sits
Ardent in contemplative ecstasy.

1.42 Khadira-Vaniya#

Come, Cāla, and you, Upacāla too,
Sīsūpacāla also, take good heed,
Be on your guard, for he who comes to you
Is as a wondrous archer splitting hairs.

1.43 Sumaṅgala#

Well rid, well rid, O excellently rid
Am I from these three crooked tasks and tools,
Rid o’ my reaping with your sickles, rid
Of trudging after ploughs, and rid’s my back
Of bending o’er these wretched little spades.
Though they be ever here, ay, ever here,
Enough of them, I say, for me, enough!
Go meditate, Sumaṅgala, ay, go
And meditate, Sumaṅgala, and bide
Earnest and diligent, Sumaṅgala!

1.44 Sānu#

Do nought of evil, open or concealed,
If evil thou now doest or wilt do,
Thou’lt not escape from ill, e’en though thou flee.

Mother, they weep for the dead, or the living they may not see.
But for him, O mother, who lives, who is here, why mournest thou me?

They mourn for son who lieth dead, or him
Who is alive but whom they no more see.
And him they mourn, who though he did renounce
The world, my son, doth hither come again,
For though he live again, yet is he dead.
Drawn forth from burning embers, O my dear,
Dost thou on embers wish to fall again?

1.45 Ramaṇīyavihārin#

E’en though he trip and fall, the mettled brute
Of noble breed will steadfast stand once more.
So look on me as one who having learned
Of Him, the All-Enlightened One, have gained
True insight, am become of noble breed,
And of the Very Buddha very child.

1.46 Samiddhi#

In trust and hope forth from my home I came
Into the homeless life. And there in me
Have mindfulness and insight grown, and tense
And well composed my heart and mind. Make thou
Whatever shams thou list, thou’lt harm me not.

1.47 Ujjaya#

Buddha the Wake, the Hero hail! all hail!
Thou who from every bond art wholly free!
Strong in the lore I learnt of thee, I live
From fourfold venom cleansed, sane, immune.

1.48 Sañjaya#

Since I went forth from home to homeless life,
Ne’er have I harboured conscious wish or plan
Un-Ariyan, or linked with enmity.

1.49 Rāmaṇeyyaka#

Not all the clitter-clatter of your noise,
No more than chirp and squeal of forest sounds,
Avail to make pulse throb or mind distraught,
For one the aim to which my heart is given.

1.50 Vimala#

1.55 Añjana-vaniya#

Deep in the leafy glndes of Añjana
My couch into a little hut I made.
The threefold wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.56 Kuṭivihārin#

Who’s in my little hut? A brother ’tis,
Who in thy little hut, all passions tamed,
Hath throughly set his mind. Know this, O friend,
‘Twas not for naught thou mad’st thy little hut!

Within the hut a brother dwells, peace in his heart, purged of all taint.
Fruit of this deed shall be to thee: lord of the gods thou’ll come to be
Six times, ay, seven, lord of the gods, ruler over celestial realms,
Thereafter all thy passions tamed, a Silent Buddha thou shalt be.

1.57 Kuṭivihārin (2)#

This was an ancient hut, say’st thou? To build
Auother hut, a new one, is thy wish?
O cast away the longing for a hut!
New hut will bring new pain, brother, to thee.

1.58 Ramaṇīyakuṭika#

Delightful is my little hut, the gift
Most fair of faithful, pious folk.
What need of maidens then have I? Nay, go
Thither to them, ye women, who have need of you.

1.59 Kosalavihārin#

Strong in my faith I left the world. Now here
Within the woods a hut is made for me;
And I with zeal and ardour meditate,
With watchful wit and clarity of mind.

1.60 Sī#

Now have they prospered, all my highest aims,
To compass which I sought this still retreat.
The holy lore and liberty, my quest,
All lurking vain conceits I cast away.

1.61 V#

He who doth see can see another seer,
Him too who hath no eyes wherewith to see,
He who himself sees not, can ne’er discern
Either the eye that sees not, or the seer.

1.62 Vajji-putta#

Each by himself we in the forest dwell,
Like logs rejected by the woodman’s craft.
So flit the days one like another by,
Who more unlucky in their lot than we?

Each by himself we in the forest dwell,
Like logs rejected by the woodman’s craft.
And many a one doth envy me my lot,
E’en as the hell-bound him who fares to heaven.

1.63 Pakkha (The Cripple)#

They fly at what is fall’n, and as it lies,
Swooping in greed they come again, again. …
But what ’twas meet to do, that have I done,
And what is verily delectable,
Therein was my delight: thus happily
Has happiness been sought after and won.

1.64 Vimala-Kondañña#

By the bright Banner came I here to birth
In her called of the Tree. And by the FLAG
That smites the flag, is the great Flag o’er-thrown.

1.65 Ukkhepakata-Va#

That heaped wealth by Vaccha’s toil thrown up
By steady increment these many years,
That doth he to the laity declare,
Seated in honour, filled with splendid joy.

1.66 Meg#

He, the great Hero, counselled me, whose mind
Hath all transcended that our minds may know.
And I, hearing the Norm, held close to Him
In loving pupillage and piety.
The threefold wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.67 Ekadhamma Sava#

Impermanent indeed are all component things

Burnt up in me is all that doth defile,
And rooted out all life’s continuance;
Slain utterly the cycle of re-birth:
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.68 Ekudāniya#

He who doth dwell on highest plane of thought, etc.

He who doth dwell on highest plane of thought,
With zeal unfaltering, Sage, Arahant,
In wisdom’s branches trained: - such as he is,
No sorrows may beset him, who with mind
Calm and serene and clear abideth aye.

1.69 Channa#

I heard the Truth which that Great One had taught,
And felt its mighty virtues, known by Him
Who all things with supernal insight knew.
The Path for winning things ambrosial
I found. Past-master He in sooth to guide
Into the way of blest security.

1.70 Puṇṇa#

Only virtue here is highest; but the wise man is supreme.
He who wisdom hath and virtue,
He ‘mong men and gods is victor.

1.71 Vaccha#

Is there a man who can the truth discern
Tho’ it be very subtle and refined,
Who, skilled to measure spiritual growth,
Is yet of lowly and of gentle mind,
Who shapes his life by rule of Them that Wake:
For him Nibbāna is not hard to find.

1.72 Ātuma#

As the new bamboo-stem, even when grown
To its full knotted height, can scarce emerge,
So I by all this bringing home of brides -
Give me your leave! Gone forth e’en now am I.

1.73 Māṇava#

I saw an aged one, and one afflicted with disease,
And then I saw one dead, with all his span of life consumed.
Thence I forth going left the world to live the other life,
And from me put away the enticing sweets of sense-desire.

1.74 Suyāmana#

With sensuous desires, with enmity,
With sloth of mind and torpor of the flesh
A brother hath no truck, and in his heart
Turmoil of any kind and doubt are dead.

1.75 Susārada#

O goodly is the sight of cultured minds!
Doubt is cut off, and wisdom grows apace.
E’en of a fool they make an able man;
Hence goodly is the intercourse with saints.

1.76 Piyañjaha#

Where men are arrogant, see thou lie low.
Where they are low in mind, lift up the heart.
Dwell thou where other folk care not to dwell,
Wherein men find delight, take thou no joy.

1.77 Hatthāroha-Putta#

Once roamed this heart a field, a wanderer
Wherever will, or whim, or pleasure led.
To-day that heart I’ll hold in thorough check,
As trainer’s hook the savage elephant.

1.78 Meṇḍasīra#

Full many a round of rebirth have I run
Nor found a clue. Lo! now from me who sore
Have suffered is the load of ill withdrawn.

1.79 Rakkhita#

All passion have I put away, and all
Ill will for ever have I rooted out;
Illusion utterly has passed from me;
Cool am I now. Gone out all fire within.

1.80 Ugga#

All action wrought by me and bringing birth,
Whether ’twas of great potency or small,
Shattered and ended is it utterly.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.81 Samitigutta#

Whatso of evil wrought in bygone days,
In former births by me, just here and now,
‘Tis that whereby I lie and suffer sore -
But other ground for ill exists no more!

1.82 Kassapa#

To any place where alms are easy got,
Where’er ’tis safe and free from peril, there
Go thou, my boy; vex not thy life with care.

1.83 Sīha#

O Siha! persevere in earnestness;
By night and day abide unfaltering.
Engender the good Norm within thy heart.
Swiftly renounce that piled up base of birth.

1.84 Nīta#

Thou all the night to slumber given o’er,
Who lov’st the day ‘mid chattering crowds to spend: -
Dost deem that thou this way at any time,
Poor silly fool, of Ill shalt make an end?

1.85 Sunāga#

Expert to grasp the image conjured up,
Versed in the secret of the life detached,
Practised in contemplation, clear in mind: -
Well may he win to rapture unalloyed.

1.86 Nāgita#

Outside our Order many others be, who teach
A path never, like this one, to Nibbāna leading.
But us the Exalted One, the blessed Master’s self
Instructs as ’twere by just the palm o’ th’ hand outspreading.

1.87 Paviṭṭha#

The factors of the self are throughly seen;
All bases of new being broken down.
Slain utterly the cycle of rebirth.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.88 Ajjuna#

0 wonder that I found the power to draw
Myself forth from the waters on dry land.
Borne drifting on the awful flood I learnt
To know the Truths, their truth to understand.

1.89 Devasabha#

Transcended is the miry bog of lusts.
Past doom infernal am I safely come
From flood and fetter dire to liberty,
And shed is every form of self conceit.

1.90 Sāmidatta#

The factors of my life well understood
Stand yet a little while with severed root.
Slain is the round of living aye renewed.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.91 Paripuṇṇaka#

Never as ’t were some dish of hundred essences.
Could I o’errate what I partook to-day,
When He, the all-seeing Gotama, the Buddha blest,
Himself revealed to me the holy Norm.

1.92 Vijaya#

In whom the intoxicants are dried up;
Whose happiness dependeth not on food;
Whose range is in the Void and the Unmarked
And Liberty: - as flight of birds in air
So hard is it to track the trail of him.

1.93 Eraka#

Woeful are worldly wishes, Eraka!
No weal in worldly wishes, Eraka!
Whoso desireth joys of sense desireth ill.
Whoso desires not joys of sense desires no ill.

1.94 Mettaji#

All glory to the Exalted One,
Our splendid Lord, the Sākiyas’ son!
For he the topmost height hath won,
And well the Norm supreme hath shown.

1.95 Cakkhupāla#

All blind am I and perished are mine eyes
And through the jungle’s wilderness I fare.
E’en then I’ll go, and were it lying down,
But not with child of evil as my mate.

1.96 Khaṇḍasumana#

One flower in pious offering brought
Did win me years on years of pleasant life
In heavenly worlds; the balance hath availed
To bring me perfect peace and purity.

1.97 Tissa#

Renouncing costly vessels wrought in bronze,
In gold, I grasped this earthen bowl.
The second time was I anointed then.

1.98 Abhaya (2)#

Sight of fair shape bewildering self-control,
If one but heed the image sweet and dear,
The heart inflamed in feeling doth o’erflow
And clinging stayeth. Thus in him do grow
The deadly taints that bring new living near.

1.99 Uttiya#

Sound of sweet voice bewildering self-control,
If one but think upon the image dear,
The heart inflamed in feeling doth o’erflow
And clinging stayeth. Thus in him do grow
The deadly taints that bring Saṇsāra near.

1.100 Devasabha (2)#

Whoso supreme endeavour doth put forth,
Whose range is in the fourfold heedfulness,
He with fair flowers of Liberty enwreathed,
Sane and immune, will reach the perfect peace.

1.101 Belaṭṭhakāni#

Though layman’s life be left, yet if the task
Remain undone, the mouth harsh furrows plough,
The paunch be full, the mind all slack with sloth: -
Like a great hog with provender replete,
He cometh back, again, again to birth.

1.102 Setuccha#

By vain conceits deluded, and their wits
Corrupted by the varied things of sense;
Flushed by their gains, by dearth thereof upset,
They fail to win the concentrated mind.

1.103 Bandhura#

Nay, ’tis not this I need, who live in bliss,
Regaled by sweetest nectar of the Norm.
Drinking those drops peerless, supreme, shall I
Forsooth my tongue with poison now acquaint?

1.104 Khitaka#

Buoyant in sooth my body, every pulse
Throbbing in wondrous bliss and ecstasy.
Even as cotton-down blown on the breeze,
So floats and hovers this my body light.

1.105 Malitavambha#

Where I am straitened let me never dwell,
Let me go thence, if life too pleasant prove.
Ne’er will the man with eyes to see abide
Where aught may hinder in the quest supreme.

1.106 Suhemanta#

A hundred tokens show, a hundred marks
Betray wherein the hidden meaning lies.
Whoso hath eyes to see but one, a dullard is,
Who can discern the hundred, he is wise.

1.107 Dhammāsava#

I pondered well, then sought the life that lay
Beyond the walls and bonds of household life.
The Threefold Wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.108 Dhammāsava’s Father#

A hundred years was I and eke a score,
When forth I went and knew my home no more.
The Threefold Wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.109 Saṅgha-Rakkhita#

Not yet doth he, though in retreat he dwell,
Con o’er the system by that Blest One (planned)
Who showed compassion for our highest good.
Still are his powers relaxed and uncontrolled,
Like woodland doe all tender grown and weak.

1.110 Usabha#

The trees on high by towering cloud refreshed
With the new rain break forth in verdant growth.
To Usabha who for detachment longs,
And hath the forest sense of things, doth come
abundant good.

1.111 Jenta#

Hard is the life without the world, and hard
In sooth to bear house life. Deep is the Norm;
Hard too is wealth to win. Thus difficult
The choice of one or other how to live.
Behoves me bear unceasingly in mind
Impermanence.

1.112 Vacchag#

The Threefold Lore is mine, and I excel
In Jhāna-ecstasy, adept in calm
Of balanced mind. Salvation have I won,
And all the Buddha-ordinance is done.

1.113 Vanavaccha (2)#

Crags where clear waters lie, a rocky world,
Haunted by black-faced apes and timid deer,
Where ’neath bright blossoms run the silver streams:
Those are the highlands of my heart’s delight.

1.114 Adhimutta#

If ye to this gross body give such heed,
Greedy its pleasures to enjoy, the while
Life’s energies do ebb away, O whence
Shall come perfection in the holy life?

1.115 Mahanāma#

Lo thou! how to a wretched end art come
By this steep crag, this famous Hunter’s Hill,
Its many crests begirt by sāl-tree woods,
clothed!

1.116 Pāpāpariya#

Avoiding truck with contact’s sixfold field,
Guarding the gates of sense, master of self,
The general root of misery vomiting,
From every poison-taint am I immune.

1.117#

With perfumed skin and delicately clad
And head ablaze with gems, natheless my way
I found and made the Threefold Lore my own;
And now the Buddha-ordinance is done.

1.118 Kim#

As bidden by some power age o’er her falls.
Her shape is as another, yet the same.
Now this my self, who ne’er have left myself,
Seems other than the self I recollect.

1.119 Vajji-putta (2)#

Come thou and plunge in leafy lair of trees,
Suffer Nibbāna in thy heart to sink!
Study and dally not, thou Gotamid!
What doth this fingle-fangle mean to thee?

1.120 Isidatta#

The factors of my life well understood
Stand yet a little while with severed root.
Sorrow is slain! that quest I’ve won, and won
Is purity from fourfold Venom’s stain.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Da#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Suga#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nan#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Ab#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.28 Jambugāmika’s#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hā#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Da#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Suga#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nan#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Ab#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.28 Jambugāmika’s#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hā#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Da#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Suga#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nan#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Ab#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.28 Jambugāmika’s#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hā#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Da#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Suga#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nan#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Ab#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Dasaka#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Sugandha#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nandiya#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Abhaya#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.28 Jambugāmika’s Son#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hārita#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.1 Subhūti#

Well-roofed and pleasant is my little hut,
And screened from winds - Rain at thy will, thou god!
My heart is well composed, my heart is free,
And ardent is my mood. Now rain, god! rain.

1.2 Koṭṭhita the Great#

Whoso, serene and calm, dead to the world,
Can utter wisdom’s runes, with wit unswelled.
Unruffled - he doth shake off naughty things
As they were forest leaves by wind-god blown.

1.3 Kankhā-Revata#

Behold how great the wisdom is of Them
Who Thus-have-come! As fire at midnight hour,
Givers of light, givers of sight are they
To those that pass, subduing all their doubt.

1.4 Puṇṇa of the Mantānis#

1.5 Dabba#

Once hard to tame, by taming tamed is now
Dabba, from doubts released, content, serene.
Victor is Dabba now, and void of fears;
Perfected he and staunch in steadfastness.

1.6 Sīta-Vaniya#

There is a brother who to Cool Wood gone doth dwell
Alone, content, in meditative ecstasy,
Victorious, no more by creeping dread dismayed,
He mindful watcheth over sense with courage high.

1.7 Bhalliya#

1.8 Vīra#

Once hard to tame, by taming now is tamed
Vira, from doubts released, content, serene;
Victor is Vira, free from creeping dread;
His is the goal supreme, and steadfast strength.

1.9 Pilinda-Vaccha#

O welcome this that came, nor came amiss!
0 goodly was the counsel given to me!
‘Mong divers doctrines mooted among men
Of all ’twas sure the Best I sought and found.

1.10 Puṇṇamāsa#

1.11 Gavaccha the Less#

Abundantly this brother doth rejoice,
For the blest truths the Buddha hath revealed
Are his, and he hath won the Path of Peace,
And his the bliss where worldly cares are stilled.

1.12 Gavaccha Major#

1.13 Vanavaccha#

1.14 Sīvaka#

1.15 Kuṇḍa-Dhāna#

Five cut thou off; Five leave behind, and Five beyond all cultivate!
He who the Fivefold Bond transcends - a Brother
Flood-crossed is he called.

1.16 Belaṭṭhasīsa#

E’en as the high-bred steer with crested buck
Lightly the plough adown the furrow turns,
So lightly glide for me the nights and days
Now that this pure untainted bliss is won.

1.17 Dasaka#

Who waxes slothful and in diet gross,
Given to sleep and rolling as he lies,
Like a great hog with provender replete -
The dolt comes back again, again to birth.

1.18 Singāla-Pitar#

1.19 Kula#

The conduit-makers lead the stream,
Fletchers coerce the arrow-shaft,
The joiners mould the wooden plank;
The self — ’tis that the pious tame.

1.20 Ajita#

All unafraid of death, nor fain to live,
I shall lay down this compound frame anon,
With mind alert, with consciousness controlled.

1.21 Nigrodha#

No fear have I of fearsome things, for He,
Our Master, knoweth well th’ ambrosial lore.
The Path where fear nowise a footing finds,
Along that Path the brethren hold their way.

1.22 Cittaka#

Peacocks of sapphire neck and comely crest
Calling, calling in Kāraṇviaa woods;
By cool and humid winds made musical:
They wake the thinker from his noonday sleep.

1.23 Gosāla#

1.24 Sugandha#

Scarce have the rains gone by since I went forth,
Yet see the seemly order of the Norm!
The Threefold Wisdom I have I gotten now
And done all that the Buddha bids us do.

1.25 Nandiya#

To him whose thought is ever newly born
From splendour of the Path, and eke hath touched
The Fruit - if such a Brother thou assail’st,
Black-hearted sprite, to misery thou must go.

1.26 Abhaya#

Of him, the Buddha, kin o’ th’ sun, I heard
The word most eloquent, and hearing pierced
The subtle truth of things, as ’twere the tip
Of hair by cunning bowman’s art transfixed.

1.27 Lomasakangiya#

1.28 Jambugāmika’s Son#

And art thou then not gratified by gear?
And art thou then not charmed thyself t’ adorn?
And is this fragrant odour, virtue-fraught,
Wafted by thee, and not by other folk?

1.29 Hārita#

Now bend aloft thyself; e’en as his bolt
The fletcher, so do thou, O Hārita,
Make straight thy heart and ignorance cut away.

1.30 Uttiya#

Since sickness hath befallen me, O now
Let there arise in me true mindfulness.
Sickness hath now befallen me - ’tis time
For me no more to dally or delay.

1.31 Gahvaratīriya#

In the great forest, in the mighty woods,
Touched though I be by gadfly and by gnat,
I yet would roam, like warrior-elephant,
In van of battle, mindful, vigilant.

1.32 Suppiya#

0 would that I who hourly waste, might change
For that which ne’er decays - who ever burn,
Might change for that cool bliss-e’en for the Peace
That passeth all, Safety beyond compare!

1.33 Sopāka#

E’en as she would be very good
Towards her only child, her well-beloved son,
So too ye should be very good
Towards all creatures everywhere and everyone.

1.34 Posiya#

1.35 Sāmaññakāni#

1.36 Kumā’s Son#

1.37 The Comrade of Kumā’s Son#

1.38 Gavampati#

Who by his might reared up the Sarabhū,
Who standeth self-reliant and unmoved,
Who hath transcended every tie, Gavampati,
Him mighty seer the very gods acclaim,
Surpasser of the coming back to be.

1.39 Tissa#

As one downsmitten by impending sword,
As one whose hair and turban are aflame,
So let the Brother, mindful and alert,
Go forth, all worldly passions left behind.

1.40 Vaḍḍhamāna#

As one downsmitten by impending sword,
As one whose hair and turban are aflame,
So let the Brother, mindful and alert,
Go forth, all lust of living left behind.

1.41 Sirivaḍḍha#

The lightnings flash e’en in the rocky cave,
Smiting Vebhāra’s crest and Paṇḍava,
And, in the mountain-bosom hid, a child
Of that incomparable Master sits
Ardent in contemplative ecstasy.

1.42 Khadira-Vaniya#

Come, Cāla, and you, Upacāla too,
Sīsūpacāla also, take good heed,
Be on your guard, for he who comes to you
Is as a wondrous archer splitting hairs.

1.43 Sumaṅgala#

1.44 Sānu#

Do nought of evil, open or concealed,
If evil thou now doest or wilt do,
Thou’lt not escape from ill, e’en though thou flee.

Mother, they weep for the dead, or the living they may not see.
But for him, O mother, who lives, who is here, why mournest thou me?

1.45 Ramaṇīyavihārin#

1.46 Samiddhi#

1.47 Ujjaya#

Buddha the Wake, the Hero hail! all hail!
Thou who from every bond art wholly free!
Strong in the lore I learnt of thee, I live
From fourfold venom cleansed, sane, immune.

1.48 Sañjaya#

Since I went forth from home to homeless life,
Ne’er have I harboured conscious wish or plan
Un-Ariyan, or linked with enmity.

1.49 Rāmaṇeyyaka#

Not all the clitter-clatter of your noise,
No more than chirp and squeal of forest sounds,
Avail to make pulse throb or mind distraught,
For one the aim to which my heart is given.

1.50 Vimala#

1.55 Añjana-vaniya#

Deep in the leafy glndes of Añjana
My couch into a little hut I made.
The threefold wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.56 Kuṭivihārin#

Who’s in my little hut? A brother ’tis,
Who in thy little hut, all passions tamed,
Hath throughly set his mind. Know this, O friend,
‘Twas not for naught thou mad’st thy little hut!

1.57 Kuṭivihārin (2)#

This was an ancient hut, say’st thou? To build
Auother hut, a new one, is thy wish?
O cast away the longing for a hut!
New hut will bring new pain, brother, to thee.

1.58 Ramaṇīyakuṭika#

Delightful is my little hut, the gift
Most fair of faithful, pious folk.
What need of maidens then have I? Nay, go
Thither to them, ye women, who have need of you.

1.59 Kosalavihārin#

Strong in my faith I left the world. Now here
Within the woods a hut is made for me;
And I with zeal and ardour meditate,
With watchful wit and clarity of mind.

1.60 Sīvali#

Now have they prospered, all my highest aims,
To compass which I sought this still retreat.
The holy lore and liberty, my quest,
All lurking vain conceits I cast away.

1.61 Vappa#

He who doth see can see another seer,
Him too who hath no eyes wherewith to see,
He who himself sees not, can ne’er discern
Either the eye that sees not, or the seer.

1.62 Vajji-putta#

Each by himself we in the forest dwell,
Like logs rejected by the woodman’s craft.
So flit the days one like another by,
Who more unlucky in their lot than we?

Each by himself we in the forest dwell,
Like logs rejected by the woodman’s craft.
And many a one doth envy me my lot,
E’en as the hell-bound him who fares to heaven.

1.63 Pakkha (The Cripple)#

1.64 Vimala-Kondañña#

By the bright Banner came I here to birth
In her called of the Tree. And by the FLAG
That smites the flag, is the great Flag o’er-thrown.

1.65 Ukkhepakata-Vaccha#

That heaped wealth by Vaccha’s toil thrown up
By steady increment these many years,
That doth he to the laity declare,
Seated in honour, filled with splendid joy.

1.66 Meghiya#

1.67 Ekadhamma Savanīya#

Impermanent indeed are all component things

Burnt up in me is all that doth defile,
And rooted out all life’s continuance;
Slain utterly the cycle of re-birth:
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.68 Ekudāniya#

He who doth dwell on highest plane of thought, etc.

1.69 Channa#

1.70 Puṇṇa#

Only virtue here is highest; but the wise man is supreme.
He who wisdom hath and virtue,
He ‘mong men and gods is victor.

1.71 Vacchapāla#

1.72 Ātuma#

As the new bamboo-stem, even when grown
To its full knotted height, can scarce emerge,
So I by all this bringing home of brides -
Give me your leave! Gone forth e’en now am I.

1.73 Māṇava#

1.74 Suyāmana#

With sensuous desires, with enmity,
With sloth of mind and torpor of the flesh
A brother hath no truck, and in his heart
Turmoil of any kind and doubt are dead.

1.75 Susārada#

O goodly is the sight of cultured minds!
Doubt is cut off, and wisdom grows apace.
E’en of a fool they make an able man;
Hence goodly is the intercourse with saints.

1.76 Piyañjaha#

Where men are arrogant, see thou lie low.
Where they are low in mind, lift up the heart.
Dwell thou where other folk care not to dwell,
Wherein men find delight, take thou no joy.

1.77 Hatthāroha-Putta#

Once roamed this heart a field, a wanderer
Wherever will, or whim, or pleasure led.
To-day that heart I’ll hold in thorough check,
As trainer’s hook the savage elephant.

1.78 Meṇḍasīra#

Full many a round of rebirth have I run
Nor found a clue. Lo! now from me who sore
Have suffered is the load of ill withdrawn.

1.79 Rakkhita#

All passion have I put away, and all
Ill will for ever have I rooted out;
Illusion utterly has passed from me;
Cool am I now. Gone out all fire within.

1.80 Ugga#

All action wrought by me and bringing birth,
Whether ’twas of great potency or small,
Shattered and ended is it utterly.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.81 Samitigutta#

Whatso of evil wrought in bygone days,
In former births by me, just here and now,
‘Tis that whereby I lie and suffer sore -
But other ground for ill exists no more!

1.82 Kassapa#

To any place where alms are easy got,
Where’er ’tis safe and free from peril, there
Go thou, my boy; vex not thy life with care.

1.83 Sīha#

O Siha! persevere in earnestness;
By night and day abide unfaltering.
Engender the good Norm within thy heart.
Swiftly renounce that piled up base of birth.

1.84 Nīta#

Thou all the night to slumber given o’er,
Who lov’st the day ‘mid chattering crowds to spend: -
Dost deem that thou this way at any time,
Poor silly fool, of Ill shalt make an end?

1.85 Sunāga#

Expert to grasp the image conjured up,
Versed in the secret of the life detached,
Practised in contemplation, clear in mind: -
Well may he win to rapture unalloyed.

1.86 Nāgita#

1.87 Paviṭṭha#

The factors of the self are throughly seen;
All bases of new being broken down.
Slain utterly the cycle of rebirth.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.88 Ajjuna#

0 wonder that I found the power to draw
Myself forth from the waters on dry land.
Borne drifting on the awful flood I learnt
To know the Truths, their truth to understand.

1.89 Devasabha#

Transcended is the miry bog of lusts.
Past doom infernal am I safely come
From flood and fetter dire to liberty,
And shed is every form of self conceit.

1.90 Sāmidatta#

The factors of my life well understood
Stand yet a little while with severed root.
Slain is the round of living aye renewed.
Now is there no more coming back to be.

1.91 Paripuṇṇaka#

Never as ’t were some dish of hundred essences.
Could I o’errate what I partook to-day,
When He, the all-seeing Gotama, the Buddha blest,
Himself revealed to me the holy Norm.

1.92 Vijaya#

1.93 Eraka#

Woeful are worldly wishes, Eraka!
No weal in worldly wishes, Eraka!
Whoso desireth joys of sense desireth ill.
Whoso desires not joys of sense desires no ill.

1.94 Mettaji#

All glory to the Exalted One,
Our splendid Lord, the Sākiyas’ son!
For he the topmost height hath won,
And well the Norm supreme hath shown.

1.95 Cakkhupāla#

All blind am I and perished are mine eyes
And through the jungle’s wilderness I fare.
E’en then I’ll go, and were it lying down,
But not with child of evil as my mate.

1.96 Khaṇḍasumana#

One flower in pious offering brought
Did win me years on years of pleasant life
In heavenly worlds; the balance hath availed
To bring me perfect peace and purity.

1.97 Tissa#

Renouncing costly vessels wrought in bronze,
In gold, I grasped this earthen bowl.
The second time was I anointed then.

1.98 Abhaya (2)#

1.99 Uttiya#

1.100 Devasabha (2)#

Whoso supreme endeavour doth put forth,
Whose range is in the fourfold heedfulness,
He with fair flowers of Liberty enwreathed,
Sane and immune, will reach the perfect peace.

1.101 Belaṭṭhakāni#

1.102 Setuccha#

By vain conceits deluded, and their wits
Corrupted by the varied things of sense;
Flushed by their gains, by dearth thereof upset,
They fail to win the concentrated mind.

1.103 Bandhura#

Nay, ’tis not this I need, who live in bliss,
Regaled by sweetest nectar of the Norm.
Drinking those drops peerless, supreme, shall I
Forsooth my tongue with poison now acquaint?

1.104 Khitaka#

Buoyant in sooth my body, every pulse
Throbbing in wondrous bliss and ecstasy.
Even as cotton-down blown on the breeze,
So floats and hovers this my body light.

1.105 Malitavambha#

Where I am straitened let me never dwell,
Let me go thence, if life too pleasant prove.
Ne’er will the man with eyes to see abide
Where aught may hinder in the quest supreme.

1.106 Suhemanta#

A hundred tokens show, a hundred marks
Betray wherein the hidden meaning lies.
Whoso hath eyes to see but one, a dullard is,
Who can discern the hundred, he is wise.

1.107 Dhammāsava#

I pondered well, then sought the life that lay
Beyond the walls and bonds of household life.
The Threefold Wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.108 Dhammāsava’s Father#

A hundred years was I and eke a score,
When forth I went and knew my home no more.
The Threefold Wisdom have I made my own,
And all the Buddha’s ordinance is done.

1.109 Saṅgha-Rakkhita#

1.110 Usabha#

The trees on high by towering cloud refreshed
With the new rain break forth in verdant growth.
To Usabha who for detachment longs,
And hath the forest sense of things, doth come
abundant good.

1.111 Jenta#

1.112 Vacchagotta#

The Threefold Lore is mine, and I excel
In Jhāna-ecstasy, adept in calm
Of balanced mind. Salvation have I won,
And all the Buddha-ordinance is done.

1.113 Vanavaccha (2)#

Crags where clear waters lie, a rocky world,
Haunted by black-faced apes and timid deer,
Where ’neath bright blossoms run the silver streams:
Those are the highlands of my heart’s delight.

1.114 Adhimutta#

If ye to this gross body give such heed,
Greedy its pleasures to enjoy, the while
Life’s energies do ebb away, O whence
Shall come perfection in the holy life?

1.115 Mahanāma#

Lo thou! how to a wretched end art come
By this steep crag, this famous Hunter’s Hill,
Its many crests begirt by sāl-tree woods,
clothed!

1.116 Pāpāpariya#

Avoiding truck with contact’s sixfold field,
Guarding the gates of sense, master of self,
The general root of misery vomiting,
From every poison-taint am I immune.

1.117 Yasa#

With perfumed skin and delicately clad
And head ablaze with gems, natheless my way
I found and made the Threefold Lore my own;
And now the Buddha-ordinance is done.

1.118 Kimbila#

As bidden by some power age o’er her falls.
Her shape is as another, yet the same.
Now this my self, who ne’er have left myself,
Seems other than the self I recollect.

1.119 Vajji-putta (2)#

Come thou and plunge in leafy lair of trees,
Suffer Nibbāna in thy heart to sink!
Study and dally not, thou Gotamid!
What doth this fingle-fangle mean to thee?

1.120 Isidatta#

The factors of my life well understood
Stand yet a little while with severed root.
Sorrow is slain! that quest I’ve won, and won
Is purity from fourfold Venom’s stain.