{"collection":"scripture-revelation","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/gutenberg_35185/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/gutenberg_35185","id":"gutenberg_35185","license":"Public Domain (US)","rights_basis":"gutenberg_metadata_copyright_false","source":"gutenberg","source_url":"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/35185","summary":null,"tags":["Buddhism","Buddhism -- Sacred books","Category: Philosophy & Ethics","Category: Religion/Spirituality","Virtues (Buddhism)"],"text":"</pre>\nTHE BUDDHA'S PATH OF VIRTUE\n\nA TRANSLATION OF THE DHAMMAPADA\n\nBY\n\nF.L. WOODWARD, M.A.\n\n\nWITH A FOREWORD BY\n\nSIR PONNAMBALAM ARUNACHALAM, M.A. (Cantab.)\n\n\nTHEOSOPHICAL PUBLISHING HOUSE\n\nMADRAS--LONDON\n\n1921\n\n\n\n\nTO H.S.O.\n\n\n\n\nCONTENTS\n\n  Foreword\n\n  Translator's Preface\n\n  I. The Pairs\n  II. Heedfulness\n  III. The Mind\n  IV. Flowers\n  V. Fools\n  VI. The Wise\n  VII. The Arahat--The Worthy\n  VIII. The Thousands\n  IX. Evil\n  X. Punishment\n  XI. Old Age\n  XII. The Self\n  XIII. The World\n  XIV. The Awakened One\n  XV. Happiness\n  XVI. Affections\n  XVII. Anger\n  XVIII. Impurity\n  XIX. The Just\n  XX. The Path\n  XXI. Divers Verses\n  XXII. The Evil Way\n  XXIII. The Elephant\n  XXIV. Craving\n  XXV. The Mendicant\n  XXVI. The Brahmana\n\n\n\nFOREWORD\n\n\nThe Dhammapada, of which a metrical translation by Mr. Woodward is here\npresented, is a precious Buddhist Scripture which deserves to be widely\nknown. The Theosophical Society is to be congratulated on securing so\ncompetent and sympathetic a translator and on publishing it in a popular\nform.\n\nThe _Dhammapada_ is a part of the _Khuddaka Nik\u0101ya_ of the Buddhistic\nCanon and consists of about 420 stanzas in the _sloka_ metre. Every\nfully ordained _bhikkhu_[1] is expected to know the book by heart, and\nits verses are often on the lips of pious laymen. The beginner of\nBuddhist studies can have no better introduction to Buddhism and must go\nback to it again and again to enter into the spirit of Buddha and his\napostles.\n\nThe Scriptures of the Buddhist Canon are known collectively as the\n_Ti-pi\u1e6daka_ (Sansk. _Tri-pi\u1e6daka_), \"the Three Baskets or\nTreasuries\". These divisions correspond to the two Testaments of the\nChristian Bible and contain (excluding repetitions) more than twice as\nmuch matter. They are known separately as the _Vinaya pi\u1e6daka_, _Sutta\npi\u1e6daka_ and _Abhidhamma pi\u1e6daka_, the Basket of Discipline, the\nBasket of Discourses and the Basket of Metaphysics. These scriptures are\nregarded with the utmost veneration by Buddhists as containing the word\nof Buddha (_Buddha-vacanam_), and are reputed to have been recited at\nthe first Council held, according to tradition, at R\u0101jagaha immediately\nafter Buddha's death _circa_ 540 B.C.\n\nIt seems more probable that they grew up gradually and did not receive\ntheir final shape till about three centuries later, at the Council held\nunder the auspices of the Emperor Asoka at P\u0101\u1e6daliputra _circa_ 247\nB.C. The account given of the First Council in the closing chapter of\nthe _Culla vagga_ seems to indicate that the Basket of Metaphysics was\nthen unknown or unrecognised, and that the scriptures were then a\n_Dvi-pi\u1e6daka_ (Two Baskets) rather than a _Ti-pi\u1e6daka_ (Three\nBaskets).\n\nIf the _Culla vagga_ account is accepted, it would appear that at this\nCouncil, expressly held by the Emperor for the consecrative settlement\nof the holy texts, the five Nik\u0101yas or divisions which constitute the\nsecond Basket formed the subject of discussion between the President\nKassappa and Buddha's favourite pupil \u0100nanda. The _Dhammapada_ is a book\nof the fifth Nik\u0101ya. The _Mah\u0101vansa_ (Ch. v, 68) carries it back a few\nyears earlier than the Council, to the time of the Emperor's conversion\nto the Buddhist faith, for on that occasion his teacher, Nigrodha, is\nsaid to have explained to him the _Appam\u0101da-vagga_, which is the second\nchapter of the work. It was therefore known in the middle or early part\nof the third century B.C.\n\nIt seems to be an Anthology, prepared for the use of the faithful, of\nverses believed to be the real words of Buddha, short improvisations in\nwhich he expressed striking thoughts and embellished his preaching.\nThey were current among the early Buddhists, and have been culled from\nthe other scriptures as of high ethical and spiritual value. The\nimportance of the _Dhammapada_ for a critical study of Buddhism is thus\nconsiderable.\n\nFor a thorough understanding of the work and of the orthodox Buddhist\nview of it, it should be studied with the valuable commentary of\nBuddhaghosa. Buddhism owes a profound debt to this great man, and has\nrecognised it in the name by which he is known in the Buddhist world.\nSays the _Mah\u0101vansa_ (Ch. xxxvii, 174): \"Because he was as profound in\nhis eloquence (_ghosa_) as Buddha himself, they conferred on him the\nappellation of _Buddha-ghosa_ (the Voice of Buddha), and throughout the\nworld he became as renowned as Buddha.\" He was an Indian Brahmana and a\ngreat Vedic scholar and apostle. On his conversion to Buddhism he became\na not less ardent champion of the new Faith. He came to Ceylon from the\ncradle of Buddhism, \"the terrace of the great Bo-tree\" in Buddha G\u0101ya,\nin the beginning of the fifth century, _i.e._, nearly a thousand years\nafter Buddha's death. He came in search of the old commentaries on the\nTripi\u1e6dakas. The commentaries had been brought to Ceylon by the\nEmperor Asoka's son, the apostle Mahinda, and by him translated into\nSinhalese. They continued to be orally transmitted until reduced to\nwriting, in the reign of the Ceylon king, Va\u1e6d\u1e6d\u0101gamini (88-76\nB.C.), at a convocation of learned _bhikkhus_ at the cave-temple of Alu\nVih\u0101re in the Matale district.\n\nThe original Pali version having perished in India, Buddhaghosa, during\nhis residence in the Mah\u0101-vih\u0101re at Anuradhapura, re-translated it from\nSinhalese to Pali. His version supplanted the Sinhalese (since lost) and\nis now the only record remaining of the ancient tradition. He also wrote\nelaborate commentaries (_A\u1e6d\u1e6dha kath\u0101_)[2] on almost every part of\nthe Tri-pi\u1e6daka and composed the _Visuddhi magga_, an extensive and\nsystematic treatise on Buddhist doctrine, a veritable cyclop\u00e6dia of\nBuddhist theology. His writings are regarded as absolute authorities in\nthe interpretation of the Buddhist scriptures, and he is regarded as the\nsecond founder of Buddhism in Ceylon. He is held in high reverence also\nin Burma as the founder of Buddhism in that country (450 of the\nChristian era), having taken the Buddhist scriptures there from Ceylon.\n\nBuddhaghosa's commentary on the _Dhammapada_ mentions the occasions on\nwhich, and the audiences to whom, most of the verses were addressed by\nBuddha when, as an itinerant preacher, he went with his followers\nthrough the land--mid-Ganges valley and sub-Himalayan tract in the\nmodern provinces of Agra, Oude and Behar; his watchwords--not wealth,\nfame or dominion, but peace, happiness, deliverance from the burden of\nsorrow and death, and his message: \"Open ye your ears, the deliverance\nfrom death is found.\"[3]\n\nWhen he first attained enlightenment under the Bodhi-tree (at Buddha\nG\u0101ya), a descendant of which still flourishes in Anuradhapura, the\noldest historical tree in the world, Buddha is said to have broken out\ninto a song of triumph which is included in the anthology of the\n_Dhammapada_ (153-4) and has been spiritedly rendered by Mr. Woodward:\n\n     Through many a round of birth and death I ran,\n     Nor found the builder that I sought. Life's stream\n     Is birth and death and birth with sorrow filled.\n     Now house-holder, thou'rt seen! no more shalt build!\n     Broken are all thy rafters, split thy beam!\n     All that made up this mortal self is gone;\n     Mind hath slain craving. I have crossed the stream!\n\nThe way that he claimed to have discovered is known as the Middle Way\n(_Majjhim\u0101 Pa\u1e6dipad\u0101_), equally removed from an ignoble life of\npleasure and a gloomy life of mortification, and consists in a\nrealisation of the Four Great Truths (_catt\u0101ri ariya sacc\u0101ni_) of\nsuffering, its origin, its end and the path thereto. All existence, he\ndeclares, is suffering, its origin is desire, its end is the extinction\nof desire, to be attained by the Eightfold Path (_a\u1e6d\u1e6dhangiko\nmaggo_) of right belief, right resolve, right speech, right act, right\noccupation, right effort, right mindfulness, right concentration and\ntranquillity.[4] The exposition and illustration of the Truths and the\nWay fill numerous tomes of the Buddhist scriptures.\n\nIt is these ideals of self-control, self-culture and heroic endeavour,\nthe graces of wisdom, purity and love, the eternal law of _Karma_, or\ncausality and moral retribution--under which every deed, good or bad,\ncomes back most to the doer and yields fruit, helping or marring his\nprogress--that are enshrined in the _Dhammapada_ in luminous, pithy\nverse which lingers in the memory as a fountain of noble inspiration.\nThey are almost too ethereal for human nature's daily food, and it is\ngranted to few to realise in actual life these counsels of perfection\nunaided.\n\nBuddha failed to make allowance for the weakness of humanity. His stoic\nagnosticism and self-reliant courage ignored God, denied the soul,\nrepudiated worship and prayer and made man the master of his fate. This\nline of thought was not new to India, however stamped with his own\npersonality. But human needs and aspirations have asserted themselves,\nand Buddhism has been compelled to absorb elements of doctrine and\npractice which he condemned. This has happened, especially, in the\ncountries where the doctrine of the Mah\u0101y\u0101na (the Great Vehicle)\nprevails.\n\nIn China, Amit\u0101bha (Boundless Light), of whom Gautama Buddha is held to\nbe an incarnation, and Kwanyin the Goddess of mercy, have laid great\nhold on the affections of the Buddhist population. Kwanyin (Sansk.\n_Kany\u0101_, the Virgin) is the gracious _Sakti_ (Cosmic Power) of the\nHindus,\n\n     Mother of millions of world-clusters,\n     Yet Virgin by the Vedas called.\n\nIn Japan, Amit\u0101bha is the Eternal one who is the Light, the Way, and the\nLife, and took human form to open the door of salvation to all. Kwanyin\nshares with him the sovereignty of Heaven. In Tibet are worshipped these\nand other emanations of heavenly beings--Manju Sri, the personification\nof wisdom, Avalokitesvara, \"the Lord who looketh down\" on the world\nwith mercy to help and protect, Vajrap\u0101na, and others, with a host of\nminor deities.\n\nIn Ceylon, which claims to belong to the purer faith, Buddhism is\ninterwoven with the worship of, the popular gods of the Hindus and with\nanimism and demonology. Under Mah\u0101y\u0101nist influence Buddha has become a\nGod, greater than others, but worshipped less fervently, for (as Robert\nKnox[5] found during his twenty years' residence in the island in the\nseventeenth century) the popular mind looks to Buddha for the soul, to\nthe gods for the things of this world. His own doctrine remains a dream\nof philosophers.\n\nFifty years ago Buddhism was at one of the lowest ebbs in its history in\nthe Island. The arrival of Madame Blavatsky and Colonel Olcott, the\nfounders of the Theosophical Society, and their zealous propaganda,\nmaterially helped the efforts of the saintly Sri Sumangala to stem the\ntide, and there arose a renaissance which has had far-reaching effects.\nColonel Olcott by his speech and writings did much to remove the\nprevailing ignorance and indifference, and recalled Buddhists to a sense\nof the value of their Faith.[6] He laid the foundation of that\neducational activity which has filled many parts of the Island with\nBuddhist schools and colleges.\n\nMr. Woodward is one of the noble band of Theosophists who have carried\non Colonel Olcott's mission in Ceylon, and is perhaps the greatest of\nthem all. Not being a Theosophist or Buddhist, I can speak of him more\nfreely. Self-sacrificing zeal and devotion are commonplace words to use\nof him. They are often said of men, good and zealous in their way, who\nhave had the compensations of good incomes and creature comforts,\ncongenial friends and efficient fellow-workers. Mr. Woodward (or, to\ncall him by his Sanskrit name, _Vanap\u0101la_) was little favoured in these\nrespects. His was a life of ascetic simplicity and self-denial and\nstrenuous well-doing. An English gentleman of the best type, he combined\nin a rare degree the culture of the West and Bast, combined also the\nactive spirit of the West with the mysticism of the East. He belongs to\nthe roll of the great apostles of Mahay\u0101nist Buddhism who carried its\nmessage and its culture over the mountains and deserts of Asia to the\nPacific Ocean. The Mahinda College, Galle, of which he was the mainstay\nfor nearly twenty years, is a shining memorial of him. But who can\nestimate the gracious influence of his personality? The memory of it\nwill be a cherished possession to his friends, young and old, and an\ninspiration to them all, and their gratitude and good wishes follow him\nunstintingly to his Tasmanian home.\n\n                                                  P. ARUNACHALAM\n\n_Ponklar, Colombo_\n  October, 1921.\n\n\n[1] Usually but erroneously translated \"priest,\" ignoring a fundamental\ndifference between Buddhism and other religions. Buddhism recognises no\npriesthood. By \"priest\" one understands a mediator between God and man,\na vehicle of divine grace, a person with delegated authority from God to\nadminister the sacraments of religion, to admit into the faith or eject\nfrom it, to absolve from sin, etc. Such an institution can have no place\nin Buddhism. _Bhikkhu_, (literally, a \"beggar\" and etymologically the\nsame word) is one of a brotherhood of men trying to live as Buddha\nlived, to purify and discipline themselves, earnest pilgrims on the road\nreaching unto deliverance (_Nirv\u0101na_). The layman demands from the\n_bhikkhu_ no assistance in heavenly, no interference in worldly,\naffairs, but only that he should live as becomes a follower of the great\nTeacher. The nearest English equivalent of _bhikkhu is_ \"mendicant\nfriar\".\n\n[2] Sansk. _Artha Kath\u0101_.\n\n[3] _Mah\u0101-vagga_, i, 6-10 _seq._ The message continues: \"I teach you, I\npreach the Norm. If ye walk according to my teaching, ye shall be\npartakers, in a short time, of that for which noble youths leave their\nhomes and go into homelessness, the highest end of religious effort: ye\nshall even in the present life apprehend the Truth itself and see it\nface to face.\"\n\n[4] (1) Samm\u0101 di\u1e6d\u1e6dhi, (2) Samm\u0101 sankappo, (3) Samm\u0101 v\u0101ca, (4) Samm\u0101\nkammanto, (5) Samm\u0101 \u0101j\u012bvo, (6) Samm\u0101 v\u0101y\u0101mo, (7) Samm\u0101 sati, (8) Samm\u0101\nsam\u0101dhi.\n\n[5] Shipwrecked off Trincomalee in 1660, he remained an unwilling but\nfavoured guest of King Raja Sinha II for twenty years. Escaping to\nEurope, he wrote his excellent _Historical Relation of the Island of\nCeylon_, published 1681.\n\n[6] It was uphill work for Colonel Olcott, but his magnificent courage\nand enthusiasm prevailed over every obstacle. I was then a Magistrate in\nthe Kalutara district of the Western Province, and remember that\nwell-known Buddhists, appearing as witnesses, would not acknowledge\ntheir Faith and swore on the Bible rather than affirm. The Portuguese\nand Dutch Governments had persecuted them, and the English Government,\nthough it did not persecute, continued for years many disabilities.\n\n\n\n\nTRANSLATOR'S PREFACE\n\n\nI made this translation of the _Dhammapada_, intending it to be a simple\nmemorial text-book for my pupils, at intervals some seven or eight years\nago, when reading the P\u0101li as a lesson in religion with my senior class\nin Ceylon. Its publication has been held up for several years owing to\nvarious causes, and, having left Ceylon in 1919, I was unable owing to\ndistance to correct the proofs. My thanks are due to Mr. Fritz Kunz,\nB.A., of Adyar, Madras, for seeing the book through the press. The\nrather long list of alterations[1] is due to the fact that I saw no\nproofs till the whole was printed off, and had meanwhile desired to\nrecast certain verses. The use of metre of course often prohibits the\nexact translation of certain philosophical and technical terms, but I\nhave kept as close to the original as was possible. I have followed the\nP\u0101li text of Fausb\u00f6ll (1900), and have been much helped by Dr. Dines\nAndersen's _Glossary of the Words of the Dhammapada_. The P\u0101li Text\nSociety's edition of the text (by S\u016briyogo\u1e0da Suma\u1e45gala Thero)\nappeared just after I had finished, and I have made several alterations\nin accordance with the readings of that edition.\n\n                                                    F.L. WOODWARD\n\n_Chartley, West Tamar,_\n       _Tasmania_\n            1921.\n\n[1] transcribers' note--all alterations of the list mentioned have been\nduely incorporated in the text following, and the list itself has been\nomitted in this e-book.\n\n\n\n\nGlory to Him, the Blessed Saint, the All-Enlightened one.\n\n\nThe Buddha's Path of Virtue.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER ONE.\n\nTHE PAIRS.\n\n\n1.\nAll states arising have mind for their causing,\nMind for their master, of mind are the offspring.\nHe who with foul mind speaks or does action--\nHim pain pursues as the wheel dogs the ox-hoof.\n\n2.\nAll states arising have mind for their causing,\nMind for their master, of mind are the offspring.\nHe who with pure mind speaks or does action--\nHim bliss pursues, to him clings like his shadow.\n\n3.\n\"This man abused me: he beat me and conquered,\nConquered and plundered.\" Cherishing in such thoughts,\nNever appeased is the hatred of such men.\n\n4.\n\"This man abused me, he beat me and conquered,\nConquered and plundered.\" Not having such thoughts,\nQuickly appeased is the hatred of such men.\n\n5.\nNever by hatred is hatred appeas\u00e9d\nNay! but by kindness; that's the old-time Norm.[1]\n\n6.\nOthers don't grasp this--\"We men are mortals\".[2]\nMen who can grasp this soon end their quarrels.\n\n7.\nLooking for fair sights, unchecked in his senses,\nIn food uncontrolled, slack, inert, without vigour,\nDeath overwhelms him, as winds uproot weak trees.\n\n8.\nHe who lives sense-restrained, heedless of fair sights,\nWho in food keeps the mean, is trusty and sturdy,\nDeath cannot shake him: winds cannot move mountains.\n\n9-10.\nWithout doffing his faults who would don the monk's yellow,[3]\nVoid of truth and of training, deserves not the monk's robe.\nIf he doff all his faults and be versed in the virtues,\nIn the training and truth firm, he merits the monk's robe.\n\n11-12.\nIn the false seeing truth, and in truth seeing falsehood,\nMen touch not the truth, but are fed on illusion.\nBut in truth seeing truth and falsehood in falsehood,\nMen touch the truth ever, feeding on right thoughts.\n\n13-14.\nAs the rain through the roof of a house that is ill-thatched,\nLust leaks through the mind not composed by the training:\nAs rain never leaks through the roof that is well-thatched,\nSo through the mind well-trained lust leaketh never.\n\n15.\nHere he grieves and grieves hereafter: doubly grieves the evil-doer,\nGrieves and suffers anguish when he sees the foulness of his deeds.\n\n16.\nHappy here, he's happy after: doing good he's doubly glad:\nGlad, exceeding happy, when he sees the pureness of his deeds.\n\n17.\nHere he suffers, suffers after: doubly suffer evil-doers:\nThoughts of ill-deeds torture, much more torture when they enter hell.[4]\n\n18.\nHe rejoices here and after: doing good he's doubly glad:\nThoughts of good deeds comfort, much more comfort when they enter heaven.\n\n19.\nThough reciting many verses,[5] if they do not what they preach,\nSluggards, counting others' cattle, cannot share the Brotherhood.\n\n20.\nPractising the Norm he preaches, though he utter verses few,\nQuit of anger, lust and folly, truly wise, with thoughts set free,\nCaring nought for this or that world, he hath part in brotherhood.\n^$/\n\n\n[1] _Dhammo sanantano_ (Skt. _san\u0101t\u0101na dharma_). _comm._ _por\u0101nako\ndhammo_, the doctrine of the early tradition.\n\n[2] See \"Psalms of the Brethren,\" p. 177, trans. Mrs. C.A. Rhys Davids.\n\n\"People can really never understand That we are here but for a little\nspell.\"\n\n'Others' means all except the wise.\n\n[3] A play on words, _anikkas\u0101vo_ (one who has not removed the\n_\u0101sava's_, taints of lust, anger, delusion) and _k\u0101s\u0101vam_, the yellow\nrobe. See note to v.21 re the use of the word 'monk'\n\n[4] 'hell': '_duggati\u1e41_, 'the evil path or destiny', a purgatorial state\nof rebirth.\n\n[5] Texts of the sacred books, learned by heart by the Brahmins.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWO.\n\nHEEDFULNESS.\n\n\n  21.\n  Heedfulness leads to the Deathless;[1] heedlessness leads unto Death!\n  Heedful men live on for ever; they who heed not are as dead.\n\n  22.\n  Knowing this full surely, wise men take delight in heedfulness;\n  Heedfully they range with joy the pastures[2] of the Worthy Ones.\n\n  23.\n  Meditative, persevering, ever with strong might endowed,\n  Wise men reach the Blissful Haven, reach Security Supreme.[3]\n\n  24.\n  Heedful men's good name increaseth, if they strive with mind subdued\n  Pure in deed, with thoughts well-guarded, well-controlled of lawful lives.\n\n  25.\n  Let the wise man, striving, heedful, well-controlled and temperate,\n  Make himself an island which the flood shall never sweep away.\n\n  26.\n  Heedlessness the foolish follow, men of small intelligence;\n  As the best of treasures wise men guard the prize of Heedfulness.\n\n  27.\n  Cleave not thou to Heedlessness, cleave not thou to Passion's snares;\n  Strenuous and meditative, wisdom winneth widespread bliss.\n\n  28.\n  Lo! the sage that drives away the cloud of sloth by Heedfulness,\n  Climbing up the heights of wisdom, sorrowless looks down upon\n  All the miserable beings, as a hillman on the plains.[4]\n\n  29.\n  Strenuous amid the heedless, 'mid the sleepers wide awake,\n  As a racer beats the weak jade, so the wise outstrips the fools.\n\n  30.\n  Maghav\u0101 by Heedfulness attained the kingship of the gods;[5]\n  Heedfulness is praised for ever; Heedlessness is ever blamed.\n\n  31.\n  Monks[6] whom Heedfulness delighteth, seeing fear in Heedlessness,\n  As the fire blazeth onwards, burn their fetters great and small.\n\n  32.\n  Monks whom Heedfulness delighteth, seeing fear in Heedlessness,\n  Cannot fall into destruction; they are near Nibb\u0101na's shore.\n\n\n[1] '_amata-pada\u1e41_, 'the immortal lot', or simply 'the Ambrosial\n(nibba\u1e47a): the word 'immortality' in Buddhism does not imply 'a\ndeathless Ego'.\n\n[2] 'the sphere or range, _gocara_'.\n\n[3] _Nibb\u0101na_.\n\n[4] 'literally,' as one standing on a mountain looks down on those\nstanding on the level'.\n\n[5] _Maghav\u0101_, a name of Indra, the \"sky-god,\" Jupiter. Human beings by\ngreat _tapas_, will power exercised, can attain this office.\n\n[6] _\"Monks\"_ does not convey the real meaning of _bhikkhu_, a mendicant\nascetic wearer of the yellow robe.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THREE.\n\nTHE MIND.\n\n\n  33.\n  The fugitive, flickering mind,\n  Hard to guard and hard to bind,\n  The wise men train as they choose,\n  As a fletcher fashions a shaft to his use.\n\n  34.\n  Like a fish flung out on the bank;\n  Drawn from its watery home in a tank,[1]\n  Flutters this fugitive mind\n  To leave the realm of M\u0101ra behind.[2]\n\n  35.\n  Impalpable, hard to seize,\n  Eagerly rushing wherever it please,\n  Good is the taming of mind;\n  A mind well-tamed is a treasure to find.\n\n  36.\n  Invisible, subtle indeed,\n  Eagerly rushing its passions to feed,\n  Let the wise man guard this mind;\n  A guarded mind is a treasure to find.\n\n  37.\n  Wandering, dwelling apart,\n  Bodiless there in the cave of the heart,[3]\n  They who subdue this mind\n  Leave all the fetters of M\u0101ra behind.\n\n  38.\n  If he know not the Doctrine Pure,\n  If he waver in faith and be not sure,\n  If his mind be not strong-willed,\n  The cup of his wisdom is never fulfilled.\n\n  39.\n  If his mind be free from desire,\n  If his thought be free from anger's fire,\n  If evil and good he forsake,\n  There is no fear in the man that's awake.\n\n  40.\n  \"Body's a vessel of clay;\n  Mind must be made like a fort,\" if he say,\n  Let him give battle to Mara, arrayed\n  In the weapons of wisdom, unafraid\n  Let him conquer and guard him and passionless stay.\n\n  41.\n  Soon, ah! soon on the earth\n  Will this body lie, a thing of no worth,\n  Neglected, void of the six\n  Workings of sense, a mere bundle of sticks.\n\n  42.\n  Whatever the ill that a foe\n  Doth a foe, whatever the grudge he may owe.\n  Greater by far will he find\n  The ill that is done by an ill-trained mind.\n\n  43.\n  Nay, not a father or mother\n  Could do so much; not a kinsman or other;\n  Greater by far will he find\n  The good that is done by a well-trained mind.\n\n\n[1] _The tank_ is earthly existence. The watery home is the world of\ndesires.\n\n[2] _M\u0101ra_--death, the personification of evil, rules the six highest\ndesire-heaven-worlds: other great Gods are _Mah\u0101brahma_ and _Sakka_\n(Indra). _Yama_ also, death, is the lord of the under-world. We may\ncompare the Greek Gods, Zeus, Poseidon, and Pluto, who divide the rule\nof the manifested universe.\n\n[3] Cp. v. 374, _su\u00f1\u00f1\u0101g\u0101ra_.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER FOUR.\n\nFLOWERS.\n\n\n  44.\n  Who shall discern this earth aright\n  And the Realm of Death and the World of Light?\n  Who shall choose out the Way\n  Of righteousness well displayed,\n  As a skilled hand chooseth a flower gay?\n\n  45.\n  The disciple[1] discerneth this earth aright\n  And the Realm of Death and the World of Light;\n  The disciple chooseth the Way\n  Of Righteousness well displayed,\n  As a skilled hand chooseth a flower gay.\n\n  46.\n  Seeing this body as like unto foam,\n  Illusive, by insight of wisdom alone,\n  Scattering Death's flower-tipp'd shafts,\n  He shall pass to a realm where Death is unknown.\n\n  47.\n  Culling life's blossoms here and there,\n  With his mind entangled by pleasures' delay,\n  Death comes and carries him off,\n  As a flood sweeps a slumbering village away.\n\n  48.\n  Culling life's blossoms here and there,\n  With his mind entangled by pleasures' delay,\n  Insatiate in desire,\n  Death makes him his bondsman and takes him away.\n\n  49.\n  As a bee on the wing flits from flower to flower,\n  Not harming the scent or the blossom's hue,\n  And is gone taking only the taste,\n  Let the sage his way through the village pursue.\n\n  50.\n  Not with other men's faults and other men's failings,\n  Nor the things they have done, nor the things left undone,\n  Should the wise man be concerned;\n  Let him look to his own things done and undone.\n\n  51.\n  Fair is the flow'r with its hue and its colour;\n  But if it lack odour its beauty is hollow.\n  So fair are the words well-spoken,\n  But how empty the words which deeds do not follow.\n\n  52.\n  Fair is the flow'r with its hue and its colour;\n  But if it have odour its beauty's not hollow;\n  So fair are the words well-spoken;\n  Well-spoken indeed are the words which deeds follow.\n\n  53.\n  As one from a heap of gathered flowers\n  Makes many a garland, many a crown;\n  So by a mortal being\n  Many a seed of good may be sown.\n\n  54.\n  The odour of flowers cannot prevail\n  'Gainst the wind, nor of sandal and _tagara_[2] fair;\n  'Gainst the wind goes the odour of saints;\n  The odour of saints goeth everywhere.\n\n  55.\n  Sweet is the sandal and sweet is the _tagara_,\n  And sweet of the lily the odour faint;\n  But of all sweet-savoured things\n  Sweetest by far is the scent of the saint.\n\n  56.\n  How small a thing is the odour of wood\n  Of the sandal or jasmine! How poor is their scent!\n  Yet the odour of saints prevails\n  E'en 'mongst the gods, most excellent.\n\n  57.\n  Men who live righteously, men who live heedfully,\n  Perfect in wisdom, rebirth have transcended:\n  Though he search for the prints of their feet,\n  Death cannot find them:[3] their journey is ended.\n\n  58-9.\n  On a heap of dung by the high road hurled,\n  As a lily may bloom and grow,\n  Delighting the mind with its fragrance pure:\n  So, lit by the wisdom of those who know,\n  'mid those who on the dung-hill grow[4]\n  A disciple shines out in the darkened world.\n\n\n[1] \"Disciple,\" _sekho_, one who has entered the Path, but has not\nbecome Arahat, who is _asekho_, Master.\n\n[2] _Tagara_, an aromatic shrub.\n\n[3] An Arahat at death leaves no _skandhas_ or basis for another birth.\nDeath, _M\u0101ra_, is pictured as hunting for a man's \"rebirth\nconsciousness\". Cf. _The Book of the Kindred Sayings_ p. 152 (Pali Text\nTranslation Series).\n\n[4] cf. Shakespeare, Henry V, I,1, 60.\n\n'The strawberry grows underneath the nettle, And wholesome berries\nthrive and ripen best, Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality'.\n\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER FIVE.\n\nFOOLS.\n\n\n  60.\n  Long is the night to him that is waking,\n  Long is a league to the traveller worn,\n  Long is the coil of births\n  For fools that know not the truth of the Norm.\n\n  61.\n  If one find not a comrade to join him in travel.\n  Either like unto self or better than self,\n  It is safer to push on alone;\n  What fellowship can there be with a fool?\n\n  62.\n  \"I am father of sons! I am owner of wealth!\"\n  Thinks the fool in his folly and thereat is troubled.\n  He himself is not owner of self;\n  Much less is he owner of sons and of wealth.\n\n  63.\n  Wise indeed is he that knoweth his folly;\n  Fool indeed is the fool that thinks himself wise.\n\n  64.\n  Tho' a fool in his folly sit all his life long\n  By the side of a wise man, he never gets wiser,\n  For he knows not the Norm and its worth,\n  As the spoon never knoweth the taste of the broth.\n\n  65.\n  But a wise man that sits by the wise but a minute,\n  Quickly learns of the Norm and its worth,\n  As the tongue quickly savours the taste of the broth.\n\n  66.\n  Fools fare up and down with themselves for their foe,\n  And work evil deeds whose fruit will be bitter;\n\n  67.\n  Ill-done is the deed that brings sorrow in doing,\n  Whose fruit they will meet with tears and annoy;\n\n  68.\n  Well done is the deed that brings pleasure in doing,\n  Whose fruit they will welcome with gladness and joy.\n\n  69.\n  \"O! how sweet!\" thinks the fool, ere his wicked deed ripens.\n  When his wicked deed ripens he knows what is sorrow.\n\n  70.\n  Tho' month after month with the blade of a sword-grass[1]\n  The fool eats his rice grain by grain,\n  Not one fourth of a quarter of good doth he gain\n  Such as those who are stablished in Dhamma obtain.\n\n  71.\n  Now an ill deed, like milk, doth not change into curds,\n  But it burneth the fool--a live coal 'neath the ashes.\n\n  72.\n  Since his knowledge is born to a fool all in vain,\n  His good luck is lost to him wholly;\n  On his own head it falls; he is crushed by his folly.\n\n  73-4.\n  If a fool long for credit that is not his due,\n  Chief seats in the monks' hall,[2] respect from the Order,\n  And worship from laymen desiring;\n  \"Let the monks and the laymen my deeds hold in honour\n  And in all things obey me, whate'er I may will--\"\n  If such be the thoughts of the fool,\n  His pride and his longing increase in him still.\n\n  75.\n  \"Success here is one thing, Nibb\u0101na another:\"\n  When a monk, the Buddha's disciple, is sure\n  Of this truth, he delights not in honour, eschews\n  The ways of the world and lives a recluse.\n\n\n[1] An ascetic way of eating, supposed to be meritorious.\n\n[2] Cf. N.T. \"chief seats in the synagogue.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER SIX.\n\nTHE WISE.\n\n\n  76.\n  If thou see a man of wisdom,\n    Like a guide to treasure-trove,\n  Pointing out thy faults and failings,\n    Follow him; such company\n  Brings prosperity, not woe.\n\n  77.\n  He who gives advice and teaching,\n    And restrains thy feet from wrong,\n  By the righteous is beloved,\n    But the wicked love him not.\n\n  78.\n  Have no fellowship with evil;\n    Make no friends among the vile;\n  Make the virtuous thy companions;\n    Follow thou the Perfect Men.\n\n  79.\n  They who drink the Good Norm's nectar\n    Live in bliss with tranquil mind;\n  In the Norm by saints expounded\n    Wise men ever take delight.\n\n  80.\n  Irrigators guide the waters,\n    Fletchers straighten out the shaft,\n  Carpenters unwarp the timber,\n    But the wise subdue themselves.\n\n  81.\n  As the solid rock for ever\n    Rests unshaken by the wind,\n  Wise men rest unwavering,\n    Troubled not by praise or blame.\n\n  82.\n  As a deep clear pool of water\n    Lies unruffled by the wind,\n  To the Good Norm listening\n    Wise men reach tranquillity.\n\n  83.\n  When the good men go about,\n    Sensual babble is not theirs;\n  They, when touched by pain or pleasure,\n    Show a calm untroubled face.\n\n  84.\n  Not for self and not for others\n    Do they long for sons or wealth,\n  Not for rule, nor by injustice\n    Self-advancement to attain;\n    Righteous, wise and just are they.\n\n  85.\n  Few are they among us mortals\n    Who have reached the further shore\n  Over yonder. But we others\n    On this side fare up and down.\n\n  86.\n  They who hold fast to the teaching\n    Of the Norm expounded well\n  They shall reach the shore and pass\n    The realm of Death so hard to cross.\n\n  87-8.\n  Giving up the state of darkness,\n    Let the wise embrace the pure;\n  Giving up home for the homeless\n    Loneliness, where joys are rare,\n  Let him long for bliss unbounded\n    Casting all desire aside,\n  Owning naught, and, firm in wisdom,\n    Cleanse his heart from passion's stain.\n\n  89.\n  They whose mind is rightly tempered\n    In the Wisdom's seven ways,[1]\n  Who have left desire behind them,\n    Void of clinging, they rejoicing\n  Passionless and all-resplendent,\n    Even in this world are freed.[2]\n\n\n[1] The seven limbs of the Bodhi are:--_Sati_, concentration;\n_Dhammavicaya_, examination of mental processes or of nature; _Viriya_,\nenergy; _P\u012bti_, zest; _Passaddhi_, calmness; _Sam\u0101dhi_, mental balance;\n_U\u1e57ekh\u0101_, equanimity.\n\n[2] _Parinibbut\u0101_, let free from rebirth by having attained the state of\n_Nibb\u0101na_, \"gone out.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER SEVEN.\n\nTHE ARAHAT--THE WORTHY.\n\n\n  90.\n  He for whom life's journey's over, free from sorrow, free from pain\n  Who has all the knots unfastened, suffering knows not again.\n\n  91.\n  Household life for them no joys hath; striving and intent in mind\n  As the swan deserts the marshes, every home they leave behind.\n\n  92.\n  They who gather up no treasure, feeding on the food that's known,[1]\n  They who range in mind the Void, the unconditioned formless Space,\n  As the bird's path in the ether, so their ways are hard to trace.\n\n  93.\n  They whose taints are all evanished, independent of support,\n  They who range in mind the Void, the unconditioned, formless Space,\n  As the bird's path in the ether, so their tracks are hard to trace.\n\n  94.\n  He whose senses now are tranquil, like a horse by trainer tamed\n  (Pride struck off, the taints[2] evanished), to the very gods is famed.[3]\n\n  95.\n  Like the solid ground unshaken, like the threshold of a door,\n  Like a pool by mud unsullied, such a saint is born no more.\n\n  96.\n  Calm the mind of such a being, calm his thoughts and words and deeds,\n  Set free by the perfect knowledge, liberated from life's needs.\n\n  97.\n  Self-dependent, self-sufficing, knower of the Uncreate[4]\n  Who hath loosed the bonds of action, from the chain of births set free,\n  All desires are fallen from him, noblest of all beings he.\n\n  98.\n  In the village or the forest, on the water or the ground,\n  Where the worthy ones are dwelling, there the earth's delights are found.\n\n  99.\n  Ah! delightful are the forests! where the worldling finds no joy,\n  There the passionless find pleasure, whom the senses do not cloy.\n\n\n[1] literally, 'whose food is thoroughly understood' (as to its\nproperties, qualities and purpose).\n\n[2] The taints, _\u0101sava's_, are three:--_kama_, desire; _bhava_, love of\nlife; _avijj\u0101_, ignorance. A fourth, _ditthi_, the holding of heretical\nviews, is sometimes added. The gods are supposed to be still bound by\nthese, and to envy the emancipated man.\n\n[3] 'famed', literally 'by the gods is envied'.\n\n[4] _Akata\u00f1\u00f1u_, knowing the Unborn, the Eternal, the state of\n'_Nibb\u0101\u1e47a_', as in v.3 83:, but possibly here the context requires\n'ungrateful', _i.e._, not bound by ties of gratitude to anybody.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER EIGHT.\n\nTHE THOUSANDS.\n\n\n  100.\n  Tho' one's speech be a thousand words,\n    Vain words all strung together,\n  Better a single phrase\n    Which calms the one that hears.\n\n  101.\n  Tho' a song have a thousand words,\n    Vain words all strung together,\n  Better a single verse\n    Which calms the one that hears.\n\n  102.\n  Tho' one utter a hundred songs,\n    Vain words all strung together,\n  Better one verse of the Norm\n    Which brings peace to the hearer.\n\n  103.\n  Tho' one conquer a thousand times\n    A thousand men in battle,\n  Who conquers self alone\n    Is the best of conquerors.\n\n  104.\n  Tis better to conquer self\n    Than all this multitude;\n  If one be self-subdued\n    And ever self-controlled,\n\n  105.\n  Not the gods or demi-gods[1]\n    Nor the Lord of the world below[2]\n  Nor the God Supreme[3] have power\n    To undo his victory.\n\n  106.\n  Tho' one for a hundred years\n    Month after month should pray\n  With a thousand offerings,\n    Yet if for a moment's space\n  He worship the feet of one\n    Whose self is self-subdued,\n  His worship is better far\n    Than his age-long offerings.\n\n  107.\n  Tho' a hundred years in the woods\n    One tend the sacred fire,[4]\n  Yet if for a moment's space\n    He worship the feet of one\n  Whose self is self-subdued;\n    Such worship is better far\n    Than his age-long offerings\n\n  108.\n  Not all the sacrifice\n    That is offered in all the world\n  For a year, with a view to gain,\n    Is worth a single quarter\n  Of the worship that is paid\n    To the upright holy man.\n\n  109.\n  Whoso hath reverence\n    For those advanced in years,\n  Four blessings thrive for him,\n    Life, beauty, bliss and strength.\n\n  110.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years,\n    Immoral, uncontrolled,\n  'Tis better to live for a day,\n    Moral and well controlled.\n\n  111.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years\n    Foolish and uncontrolled,\n  'Tis better to live for a day\n    Wisely and well controlled.\n\n  112.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years\n    Listless and lacking zeal,\n  'Tis better to live for a day\n    While striving manfully.\n\n  113.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years\n    Blind to the rise and fall,[5]\n  'Tis better to live for a day\n    Seeing the rise and fall.\n\n  114.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years\n    And see not the Deathless State,[6]\n  'Tis better to live for a day\n    And see the Deathless State.\n\n  115.\n  Tho' one live a hundred years\n    And see not the Norm Supreme,\n  'Tis better to live for a day\n    And see the Norm Supreme.\n\n\n[1] _Gandhabbo_, Skt. _gandharva_, those who preside over music and\nattend on the Four Great Kings.\n\n[2] _M\u0101ra_, the Pluto of the Greeks, or Death-Lord.\n\n[3] _Brahm\u0101_, the Supreme Personal God or Zeus of Buddhism.\n\n[4] _Aggihutam_, Skt. _agnihotra_.\n\n[5] _Udaya-vyaya\u1e41_, the law of _anicca_, impermanence.\n\n[6] _Amatapada\u1e41_, \"the eternal lot,\" _Nibb\u0101\u1e47a_: see n. to v. 21.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER NINE.\n\nEVIL.\n\n\n  116.\n  Haste to do good; thy thoughts from ill restrain;\n  Sloth in good deeds makes one for evil fain.\n\n  117.\n  If thou do ill, cease, and thy sin forgo;\n  Take not delight therein; ill deeds bring woe.\n\n  118.\n  If thou do good, thy life in good employ;\n  Take thou delight therein; good deeds bring joy.\n\n  119.\n  Sinners see bliss while their ill deeds are green;\n  When the sin ripens, sorrow then is seen.\n\n  120.\n  Good men see ill while their good deeds are green;\n  When the good ripens, happiness is seen.\n\n  121.\n  Think not of ill: \"It cannot be my fate\";\n  As drop by drop the water fills the pot,\n  So slowly good men good accumulate.\n\n  122.\n  Think not of good: \"It cannot be my fate\";\n  As drop by drop the water fills the pot,\n  So slowly bad men woes accumulate.\n\n  123.\n  Just as the lord of some rich caravan,\n  Whose guard is scanty, fears the highwayman;\n  As one who loves his life must poison shun,\n  Be wise and guard 'gainst evil deeds begun.\n\n  124.\n  Thou mayest poison handle if thy palm\n  Contain no wound; whole skin no poison fears;\n  There is no ill for him that doth no harm.\n\n  125.\n  Who on a harmless creature worketh pain,\n  In whom no fault, in whom no ill is found,\n  Upon that fool his evil deeds rebound\n  As fine dust cast i' the wind falls back again.\n\n  126.\n  Some men by birth a life on earth attain;\n  The wicked go to hell, the good to heaven;\n  But holy saints are never born again.\n\n  127.\n  Not in the air nor middle of the sea,\n  Nor entering a mountain cave to hide,\n  Nor anywhere on earth can'st thou abide\n  Where from thy ill deeds thou can'st set thee free.\n\n  128.\n  Not in the air nor middle of the sea,\n  Nor entering a mountain cave to hide,\n  Nor anywhere on earth can'st thou abide\n  Where death shall not pursue and conquer thee.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TEN.\n\nPUNISHMENT.\n\n\n  129.\n  All beings fear the rod, all fear to die;\n  Regard them as thyself; strike not nor slay.\n\n  130.\n  All beings fear the rod; all love their life;\n  Regard them as thyself; strike not nor slay.\n\n  131.\n  Whoso treats pleasure-loving creatures ill,\n  When he seeks bliss for self he shall not find it.\n\n  132.\n  Whoso treats pleasure-loving creatures well,\n  When he seeks happiness for self shall find it.\n\n  133.\n  Use not harsh speech; when harshly spoken to\n  Men may retort; painful are quarrellings,\n  And punishment may follow thy harsh words.\n\n  134.\n  If thou can'st keep thy tongue from wagging oft,\n  Silent as some cracked gong, thou hast thereby\n  Nibb\u0101na won; no brawling is in thee.\n\n  135.\n  As with a stick the herdsman drives his kine,\n  So death and age compel the lives of men.\n\n  136.\n  The fool in doing ill knows not his folly;\n  His own deeds, like a fire, the fool consume.\n\n  137.\n  He who offends the harmless innocent\n  Soon reaches one of these ten states of woe;\n\n  138.\n  Sharp pain, disease, or bodily decay,\n  Grievous disaster, or a mind distraught;\n\n  139.\n  Oppression by the king, or calumny,\n  Loss of relations, loss of all his wealth,\n\n  140.\n  His house burned by a thunderbolt or fire;\n  At death, poor fool, he finds rebirth in hell.\n\n  141.\n  Not nakedness, nor matted hair nor filth,\n  Not fasting long, nor lying on the ground,\n  Not dust and dirt, nor squatting on the heels.\n  Can cleanse the mortal that is full of doubt.\n\n  142.\n  But one that lives a calm and tranquil life,\n  Though gaily decked, if tamed, restrained, he live\n  Walking the holy path in righteousness,\n  Laying aside all harm to living things,\n  True mendicant, ascetic, Br\u0101hmin he!\n\n  143.\n  Who in this world is so restrained by shame\n  That, like a thoroughbred flicked by the whip.\n  He can think lightly of the lash of blame?\n\n  144.\n  By faith and virtue, energy, and mind\n  In perfect balance, searching of the Norm,\n  Perfect in knowledge and good practices,\n  Perfect in concentration of your thoughts,\n  Ye shall strike off this multitude of woes.\n\n  145.\n  As cultivators guide the water-course,\n  As fletchers straighten out the arrow-shaft,\n  As carpenters warp timber to their needs,\n  So righteous men subdue and train themselves.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER ELEVEN.\n\nOLD AGE.\n\n\n  146.\n  Laugh ye, rejoice ye, when this world is burning?\n  O wrapped in darkness, will ye not seek light?\n\n  147.\n  Behold this body decked, a mass of sores,\n  Sickly and swayed by multitudinous thoughts.\n  Impermanent, unstable, uncomposed!\n\n  148.\n  Poor worn-out carcase, home of sicknesses,\n  Fragile, corrupting mass, mere life in death!\n\n  149.\n  What joy to look upon these bleached bones,\n  Like useless gourds in autumn thrown aside!--\n\n  150.\n  A township built of bones and plastered o'er\n  With flesh and blood, the home and dwelling-place\n  Of age and death, pride and hypocrisy!\n\n  151.\n  Just as a royal chariot gaily decked\n  Falls to decay, so grows this body old;\n  But Truth and Norm old age cannot assail,\n  The holy ones indeed know no decay.\n\n  152.\n  Just like an ox, the witless man grows old;\n  His flesh grows, but his wits do not increase.\n\n  153-4.\n  Thro' many a round of birth and death I ran,\n  Nor found the builder that I sought. Life's stream\n  Is birth and death and birth, with sorrow filled.\n  Now, housebuilder, thou'rt seen! No more shalt build!\n  Broken are all thy rafters, split thy beam!\n  All that made up this mortal self is gone;\n  Mind hath slain craving; I have crossed the stream![1]\n\n  155.\n  They who in youth have never trod the way\n  Of righteousness, nor garnered wisdom's store.\n  Like herons in a fishless pool decay.\n\n  156.\n  They who in youth have never trod the way\n  Of righteousness, nor garnered wisdom's store.\n  Like broken bows, lie weeping their lost day.\n\n\n[1] The triumphant words of the Buddha, when at last He attained\nenlightenment, Nibb\u0101na, beneath the Bo-tree.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWELVE.\n\nThe Self.\n\n\n  157.\n  Hast thou regard for self? Then keep thyself well guarded.\n  Be wise and keep good watch for one of the three watches.[1]\n\n  158.\n  First ground thyself in fitness; next, another teach.\n  Thus shalt thou wisdom gain and suffer no reproach.\n\n  159.\n  First carry out thyself whate'er thou teachest others.\n  Self-tamed, thou'lt tame another; but self is hard to tame.\n\n  160.\n  Self is the lord of self; who else could be the lord?\n  By taming self one gains a lord most hard to gain.\n\n  161.\n  The evil done by self, self-born and self-begotten,\n  Crushes the senseless fool, as a bolt the jar of stone.[2]\n\n  162.\n  He who is choked by sins, as a creeper chokes a tree,\n  Doth to himself what e'en his foes would have him do.\n\n  163.\n  Easy is ill to do and harmful to oneself;\n  But what is good and wholesome, that is hard to do.\n\n  164.\n  Whose rejects the words of noble righteous saints\n  On his own head brings ruin by his perversity,\n  As bamboo trees put forth their fruit and die away.\n\n  165.\n  By self is evil done; by self is one defiled;\n  Ill deeds not done by self to self bring purity;\n  Each for himself is pure; each for himself impure;\n  Thou can'st not cleanse another man's impurity.\n\n  166.\n  Mind thy affairs, not others', however great they be;[3]\n  Right knowledge of one's own brings more prosperity.\n\n\n[1] The night is divided into three watches of three hours each. Some\nregard this passage as referring to childhood, youth and age.\n\n[2] This may be translated, \"as a diamond crushes the stony gem\".\n\n[3] Cf. _Bhagavad G\u012bt\u0101_: \"Better one's own _dharma_, however\nill-performed, than others' _dharma_, well-performed tho' it be.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER THIRTEEN.\n\nTHE WORLD.\n\n\n  167.\n  Follow not the way unworthy;\n    Live not thou in slothfulness;\n  Let not doctrines false allure thee;\n    Turn thy thoughts from worldliness.\n\n  168-9.\n  Stand! Arise! Throw sloth away;\n    Follow the path of righteousness;\n  Happy he who walks aright,\n    Here and in the world to come.\n\n  170.\n  As a bubble on the water,\n    As a phantom of the sands,\n  Him who thus the world despiseth,\n    Death the king[1] cannot behold.\n\n  171.\n  Lo! this world in all its splendour,\n    Like a royal car adorned,\n  Wherein many a fool is seated,[2]\n    Hath no power to bind the wise.\n\n  172.\n  He who formerly was slothful,\n    But is slothful now no more,\n  Lighteth up the world with splendour,\n    As the moon from clouds released.\n\n  173.\n  He who, having once done evil,\n    Covers up his ill with good,\n  Lighteth up the world with splendour,\n    As the moon from clouds released.\n\n  174.\n  All this world is wrapped in darkness;\n    Few be they that are not blind;\n  Like the birds that 'scape the fowler,\n    Few be they that go to heaven.\n\n  175.\n  Lo! the swans fly on the sun's path,[3]\n    Fly by magic through the air;\n  Wise men from the world departing\n    Conquer Death and all his hosts.\n\n  176.\n  He who by false words transgressing\n    Breaks one tittle of the Norm;[4]\n  He who future life renounceth\n    Every wicked deed will do.\n\n  177.\n  Those who covet reach not heaven;\n    Fools care not for charity;\n  He who charity approveth\n    Reacheth heavenly joy thereby.\n\n  178.\n  Rule on earth and joy in heaven,\n    Sovreignty of all the worlds--\n  These are all by him transcended\n    Who hath entered on the stream.[5]\n\n\n[1] _Maccur\u0101ja._\n\n[2] Reading _nis\u012bdanti_ for _vis\u012bdanti_ (\"are immersed\").\n\n[3] _Hams\u0101 adicca-pathe yanti._ In Hinduism the _paramahamsa_, \"the\nswan,\" is the mystic name for the liberated being (Cf. _Bhagavad G\u012bt\u0101_)\nwho goes to the sun (_\u0101ditya_ Skt.), and is reborn no more; also in\n_Ch\u0101ndogya Upanishad_, VIII, 7-5, we read: \"When mind ceases to act, he\nattains the sun. That is the way to the region above. It is open to the\nlearned, but closed to the ignorant.\" Those who are reborn are said to\ngo on the path of the moon. In Buddhism, the _Arahants_, Saints, have\nthe power (_iddhi_) of flying through the air even physically, by\nself-levitation. Cf. V. 91.\n\n[4] Cf. N.T.: \"For whosoever shall keep the whole Norm, and yet offend\nin one point, he is guilty of all.\"\n\n[5] One who has \"entered on the stream\" is an Initiate, _Sol\u0101panno_, and\nis saved, _i.e._, after seven more births, he reaches the state of\n_Arahat_ and _Nibb\u0101na_ and is free from birth.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER FOURTEEN.\n\nTHE AWAKENED ONE.\n\n\n  179.\n  The Awakened One, unconquered Conqueror,\n  Whose conquest naught in this world can undo.\n  Who ranges o'er His boundless sphere untraced.\n  By what tracks can ye lead Him to rebirth?[1]\n\n  180.\n  Free from the snares of passion's outspread net,\n  The Awakened One, whom longing cannot draw,\n  Who ranges o'er His boundless sphere untraced.\n  By what tracks can ye lead Him to rebirth?\n\n  181.\n  Those sages who, to meditation given,\n  Delight in freedom's bliss, with mind controlled,\n  Gods envy Them, Those All-Awakened Ones.[2]\n\n  182.\n  To gain a birth as man is hard indeed;\n  'Tis hard to get one's living in the world;\n  Hard is the hearing of the doctrine true;[3]\n  Hardest to be an All-Awakened One.\n\n  183.\n  \"Refrain thyself from every evil deed;\n  Stablish thyself in good; cleanse thine own thoughts\"--\n  This is the message of the Awakened Ones.\n\n  184.\n  Long-sufferance is the best austerity;\n  Nibb\u0101na, say the Awakened Ones, is best.\n\n  185.\n  \"Revile not, harm not, live by rule restrained;\n  Of food take little; sleep and sit alone;\n  In meditation keep thy thoughts controlled\"--\n  This is the message of the Awakened Ones.\n\n  186.\n  \"Lust is not sated, tho' it rain gold coins;\n  Brief is the pleasure, great the pains of lust\"--\n  Whoso saith this and knows it, he is wise.\n\n  187.\n  He finds no pleasure e'en in heaven's delights;\n  He finds his joy in slaying all desire,\n  That follower of the All-Awakened Ones.\n\n  188.\n  To many a refuge frightened mortals flee,\n  Mountains and forests, groves and sacred trees;\n\n  189.\n  These are no refuge safe, no sure retreat,\n  By these we are not from all woe released.\n\n  190.\n  He who takes refuge in the Awakened One,\n  The Doctrine and the Brotherhood, beholds\n  By right insight the Fourfold Noble Truths,\n\n  191.\n  Sorrow and sorrow's cause and sorrow's ceasing,\n  The Noble Eightfold Path that leads thereto--\n\n  192.\n  This is the refuge safe, the sure retreat;\n  This only from our woes can us release.\n\n  193.\n  Hard is that one of noble birth to find;\n  Not born in every land is He; the race\n  Wherein that Sage is born is prosperous.[4]\n\n  194.\n  Blest is the rising of the Awakened Ones;\n  Blest is Their teaching of the Doctrine True;\n  Blest is the union of the Brotherhood;\n  And blest to dwell together in unity.\n\n  195.\n  The Awakened Ones and they that follow Them,\n  Worthy to be adored, have conquered all\n  The hosts of evil, crossed the flood of sorrow.\n\n  196.\n  Whoso shall worship Them, the worthy Ones,\n  In whom desires are quenched and fear allayed,\n  None can declare the merits of that man.\n\n\n[1] _Padam_, \"track, footstep,\" may here refer to the _khandh\u0101s_, basis,\nor occasions of rebirth, destroyed by Arahants, cf. vv. 92-3.\n\n[2] These verses may refer to any man who is \"awakened,\" who has found\n\"_Nibb\u0101na_.\"\n\n[3] This might mean, \"it is hard to get a hearing of it\".\n\n[4] All _Buddha's_ must be born in India, the sacred land.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER FIFTEEN.\n\nHappiness[1].\n\n\n  197.\n  O happily we live\n    Angerless amid the angry!\n  O happily we spend our days\n    Amid the angry angerless!\n\n  198.\n  O happily we live\n    In health amid the sickly ones!\n  O happily we spend our days\n    Amid the sickly ones in health!\n\n  199.\n  O happily we live\n    Free from greed amid the greedy!\n  O happily we spend our days\n    Amid the greedy free from greed!\n\n  200.\n  O happily we live\n    Who have not anything at all!\n  Like ever-radiant gods above,\n    Our food immortal joys shall be.\n\n  201.\n  Hate follows victory;\n    Conquered ones sit sorrowing.\n  But the calm live blissfully,\n    Renouncing conquest and defeat.\n\n  202.\n  There is no fire like lust;\n    No sin brings such ill-luck[3] as hate;\n  No pains so great as body's pains;\n    No bliss is like the perfect Calm.[4]\n\n  203.\n  Hunger's the greatest plague,\n    Embodied life the greatest woe;\n  Whoso knows this in truth, can say:\n    \"Nibb\u0101na is the Bliss Supreme.\"\n\n  204.\n  Health is the greatest gain;\n    Contentment is the greatest wealth;\n  Best kinsman is the trusty friend;\n    Nibb\u0101na is the Bliss Supreme.\n\n  205.\n  Who tastes the savour sweet\n    Of solitude, who drinks of calm,\n  Is free from terror, free from sin,\n    Draining the nectar of the Norm.\n\n  206.\n  'Tis good to see the saints;\n    To dwell with them is blessedness;\n  If he should never fools behold,\n    A man could dwell in happiness.\n\n  207.\n  The company of fools\n    Ne'er fails to bring distress.\n  To live with fools brings suffering,\n    As living with an enemy,\n  But wise men's company brings bliss,\n    As being with dear relatives.\n\n  208.\n  If one be good and wise,\n    Well-versed in lore profound,\n  Long-suffering, dutiful, a saint,\n    Righteous and wise; if such there be,\n  Follow his footsteps, as the moon\n    Follows the path of the stars.\n\n\n[1] This chapter applies especially to those who have retired from the\nworld.\n\n[3] Ill-luck, _kali_, the unlucky throw in playing dice.\n\n[4] _Nibb\u0101na._\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER SIXTEEN.\n\nAFFECTIONS.\n\n\n  209.\n  He who applies his mind unworthily,\n    Neglecting discipline,\n  Forsakes the goal and clings to things beloved,\n    Then envies those to meditation given.\n\n  210.\n  Join not thyself to things beloved or loathed.\n    To lack dear company,\n  To be with those we loathe, brings misery.\n\n  211.\n  Seek not for love; things loved when lost bring woe;\n    Both are impermanent.\n  They have no bonds who dwell indifferent.\n\n  212.\n  Sorrow and fear are born of things beloved.\n    From things beloved set free,\n  How canst thou sorrow? fearful how canst be?\n\n  213.\n  From things held dear, sorrow and fear are born.\n    Set free from things held dear,\n  How canst thou sorrow have? how canst have fear?\n\n  214.\n  Sorrow and fear are children born of pleasure.\n    No longer pleasure's slave,\n  How canst thou sorrow, fear how canst thou have?\n\n  215.\n  Sorrow and fear are children of desire.\n    From all desire set free,\n  How canst thou sorrow? fearful how canst be?\n\n  216.\n  Sorrow and fear are things of longing born.\n    From longing if thou part,\n  Thou hast no fear nor sorrow in thine heart.\n\n  217.\n  Upright and Norm-abiding, speaking truth,\n    Who minds his own affair,[1]\n  That is the man whom every one holds dear.\n\n  218.\n  In whom is longing for the Nameless[2] born,\n    Whose mind It hath enthralled,\n  Whose thoughts no longer are by passion torn,\n    That man \"a Climber of the Stream\" is called.[3]\n\n  219.\n  As when a dweller in some far-off land\n    Safe home returns at last,\n  Kin, friends and lovers waiting to greet him stand;\n\n  220.\n  So, when a man on earth good deeds hath done,\n    When he hath passed beyond,\n  All his good deeds like kin, await that one.\n\n\n[1] _Attano kamma kubb\u0101nam_, as in v. 166. Attends to his own spiritual\nprogress without dictating to others how they should forward their\nevolution.\n\n[2] \"The unborn, uncreate, undeclared\" state of _Nibb\u0101na_.\n\n[3] _Uddhamsoto._ (Skt. _Urdhamsrotas_) a name for the _an\u0101g\u0101min_\n\"non-returner.\"\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER SEVENTEEN.\n\nANGER.\n\n\n  221.\n  Conquer anger, banish pride;\n    Every fetter cast aside;[1]\n  Clinging not to Name and Form,[2]\n    Him who calleth nought his own\n  Sorrow never shall betide.\n\n  222.\n  He who rising wrath restrains,\n    As one checks a whirling team,\n  Him a driver true I deem;\n    Others only hold the reins.\n\n  223.\n  Wrath with kindliness allay,\n    To the stingy freely give;\n  Conquer lying words with truth;\n    Evil deeds with good repay.\n\n  224.\n  Speak the truth nor vexed be;\n    Give, however scantily.\n  Following these maxims three,\n    Thou the blessed gods shalt see.\n\n  225.\n  Sages harm no living thing;\n    Self-restraint accomplishing\n  Such men reach the Deathless Lot,[3]\n    Where all sorrow is forgot.\n\n  226.\n  Ever watchful, night and day\n    Learning wisdom never cease;\n  In the one who strives for Peace[4]\n    All the cravings die away.[5]\n\n  227.\n  There is a saying, Atula,\n    Of old, not of to-day:\n  \"They blame the man who silent sits,\n    Or whose tongue wags alway;\n  And blame the man who keeps the mean;\n    None in the world is blameless seen.\"\n\n  228.\n  There never was, nor will be, sure,\n    Nor lives now among men,\n  A being blamed exclusively,\n    Nor one entirely praised.\n\n  229-30.\n  But one whom men of wisdom praise,\n    Watching him day by day,\n  Of faultless life, of holy ways,\n    Thoughtful and wise, like Jambu gold,[6]\n  Who to blame such a saint is bold?\n    Neither the gods, nor e'en Brahm\u0101,\n  From him their praise withhold.\n\n  231.\n  'Gainst angry deeds be on thy guard;\n    In body be composed;\n  All bodily misdeeds discard;\n    With body tread the Way.\n\n  232. 'Gainst angry words be on thy guard;\n    In speech be thou composed;\n  All wrongful ways of speech discard;\n    In speech follow the Way.\n\n  233. 'Gainst angry thoughts be on thy guard;\n    In thought be thou composed;\n  All wrongful ways of thought discard;\n    In thoughts follow the Way.\n\n  234.\n  In body sages are controlled;\n    In thoughts as well as speech;\n  And they are Sages truly called\n    Who are controlled in each.\n\n\n[1] The Fetters, _sa\u00f1\u00f1ojan\u0101ni_, are ten. These are cast off at different\nstages of the Path, until perfection is reached.\n\n[2] _N\u0101ma-r\u016bpa_, \"abstract and concrete,\" the five constituents of\npersonality, _viz._, mind and its factors with the four, body, feeling,\nperception, and mental functions.\n\n[3] _Nibb\u0101na_, 'the changeless, _accuta\u1e41_'.\n\n[4] idem.\n\n[5] idem.\n\n[6] A precious gold from the Jambu river; others say, like rose apple in\ncolour.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER EIGHTEEN.\n\nIMPURITY.\n\n\n  235.\n  Lo! Thou art now a pale and withered leaf;\n    Death's messengers are close at hand;\n  Thou in the very gate of Death dost stand,\n    And yet hast no provision for the way.\n\n  236.\n  Then make thyself an island of defence;\n    Strive quick; be wise; when all the taints\n  Of dirt and dust are blown away, the saints\n    Shall greet thee entering the Happy Land.\n\n  237.\n  Thy life has run its course; thou art come nigh\n    The King of Death;[1] for thine abode\n  Thou hast no resting-place upon the road,\n    And yet hast no provision for the way.\n\n  238.\n  Then make thyself an island of defence;\n    Strive quick; be wise; blow off the dust\n  And stains of travel; wipe away the rust;\n    So shalt thou see no more birth and decay.\n\n  239.\n  The wise and thoughtful man attacks his faults\n    One after other, momently,\n  In order due, and rubs them all away,\n    E'en as a smith blows off the silver's dross,\n\n  240.\n  Just as the iron rust accumulates\n    Self born; and eats itself away;\n  So with the man who sinneth; day by day\n    His own deeds to destruction lead him on,\n\n  241.\n  Texts not repeated oft are soon forgot;\n    The house neglected soon decays;\n  Sloth is the bane of beauty; heedless ways\n    Bring ruin unto him that keepeth watch.\n\n  242.\n  The taint of woman is impurity,\n    And gifts by stinginess are spoiled,\n  And mortal man by oft transgression soiled\n    Finds ruin here, loss in the life to come.\n\n  243.\n  Yet there's a taint far worse than any other.\n    What is that taint? 'tis ignorance.[2]\n  Make yourselves free from this, O mendicants!\n    Wipe off this stain and be ye undefiled.\n\n  244.\n  Life seems an easy thing to him that lives\n    Wanton and shameless as a crow,\n  A fault-finder, who through this life doth go\n    Immodest, insolent, and full of sins.\n\n  245.\n  But life's no easy thing for one restrained\n    By shame, who seeks to walk aright,\n  All unattached, withdrawn from vulgar sight;\n    Who liveth purely and hath eyes to see.\n\n  246-7.\n  He who takes life; whose mouth is full of lies;\n    Who steals, and fouls another's wife;\n  A slave to drink, he even in this life\n    The root of his own fortunes undermines.[3]\n\n  248.\n  O man I know this: \"Not easy of control\n    Are evil ways.\" Let not thy greed\n  And wickedness (of misery the seed)\n    Become thy masters, lest thou suffer long.\n\n  249.\n  According to their trust and faith men give.\n    Whoso regards with discontent\n  And jealousy the food for others meant\n    Cannot get peace of mind by night or day.[4]\n\n  250.\n  But whoso disregards what others get,\n    Whose heart of jealousy is void,\n  In whom the root of envy is destroyed,\n    He gaineth peace of mind by night and day.\n\n  251.\n  There is no fire that burneth like desire;\n    No beast like hatred can devour;\n  No snare like folly to entrap hath power;\n    No river-flood can carry off like greed.\n\n  252.\n  'Tis easy to perceive another's faults;\n    Hard are one's own faults to descry;\n  A man will winnow others' faults like chaff;\n    But as the cheating gambler hides the die,\n  His own faults he conceals right carefully.\n\n  253.\n  Whoso is watchful for another's faults,\n    Testy and quick to take offence,\n  In him his passions will increase, and thence\n    Further is he from cleansing of his sins.\n\n  254.\n  The sky-path shows no tracks; no outward signs\n    The treader of the Path betray;[5]\n  The multitude in outward shows delay;\n    They who have won the Goal are free from all.[6]\n\n  255.\n  The sky-path shows no tracks; no outward signs\n    The treader of the Path betray;\n  Nought lasts; all things embodied pass away;[7]\n  But nought can shake the All-Awakened Ones.\n\n\n[1] _Yama_, Pluto.\n\n[2] _Avijj\u0101_, the first of the twelve links of the chain of causation\nand the last of the Fetters to be broken.\n\n[3] Those are the five Precepts of Buddhism.\n\n[4] _Bhikkhus_, mendicants, have to beg their daily meal.\n\n[5] _Samano n'atthi b\u0101hiro._ This verse is generally translated, \"There\nis no true disciple outside the pale of Buddhism,\" and the commentary\n(P.T.S. text, vol. 3. p. 378) so translates these words, which the\nBuddha spoke to Subhadda just before His passing away. The context here\nseems to require the meaning \"outward.\" Cf. v. 92 and vv. 179-80. The\nperfect leave no traces. \"Sky-path,\" _\u0101k\u0101sa_, space.\n\n[6] _Tath\u0101gat\u0101._ The epithet of the Buddha by which He usually describes\nHimself (cf. N.T. \"He who was for to come\"). See Sir (now Lord) Robert\nChalmer's valuable pamphlet for the meaning of this much discussed\nepithet (J.R.A.S., Jan. 1898). _Nippapa\u00f1c\u0101 Tath\u0101gat\u0101_, lit, \"is free\nfrom the delays of human failings\".\n\n[7] _Sa\u1e41k\u0101r\u0101_, all compounding factors of entities, persons.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER NINETEEN.\n\nTHE JUST.\n\n\n  256.\n  He is not just who arbitrates by will.\n  He who by weighing right and wrong decides.\n    He is a just man called.\n\n  257.\n  Not by his will, but with impartial mind\n  Keeping the Norm, thoughtful, who others guides,\n    He is a just man called.\n\n  258.\n  One is not wise because his speech is long.\n  Long-suffering and harmless, free from fear,\n    He is a wise man called.\n\n  259.\n  Not by much talk doth one uphold the Norm.\n  Who sees the Norm in action,[1] tho' he be\n  Of little learning, strenuous in the Norm,\n    'Tis he upholds the Norm.\n\n  260.\n  Grey hairs do not a man an elder[2] make.\n  Tho' ripe in years, if all his age be vain,\n    He may be dotard called.\n\n  261.\n  True, virtuous, harmless, moderate, restrained,\n  Wise and washed clean of all impurities,\n    He is an elder called.\n\n  262.\n  Not by mere talk nor beauty of his form,\n  If he be grudging, greedy, fraudulent,\n    Is any reverend called.\n\n  263.\n  In whom these faults are cut down, rooted out,\n  Who hath cast off his sins, who meditates,\n    That man is reverend called.\n\n  264.\n  A shaven crown makes not the Samana.[3]\n  If such a one, lying and unrestrained,\n  Be full of lust and craving, how can he\n    A Samana be called?\n\n  265.\n  But if he calm his faults, both great and small,\n  Since he all evil ways hath quieted,\n    He is a Samana.\n\n  266.\n  He is no mendicant who begs his food.[4]\n  Not he who begs but he who keeps the Norm,\n    He is a mendicant.\n\n  267.\n  He who hath good and evil laid aside,\n  Who wisely in this world walks righteously,\n    He is a mendicant.\n\n  268.\n  He is no Muni who refrains from speech,[5]\n  If he be foolish and have wandering wits.\n  But he who holds the balance, grasps the real,\n  Who's wise to choose the good and leave the bad,\n  Who in this world sees both sides, is thereby\n    A Muni truly called.\n\n  270. He is no Worthy One who creatures harms.[6]\n  By harmlessness to every living thing\n    A man is Worthy called.\n\n  271-2\n  Not by mere goodness nor by ceremonies,\n  Not by vast knowledge nor by ecstasy,\n    Nor by a life retired,\n  Nor sleeping lonely, do I touch the Bliss\n  Of freedom which no worldly one can know.\n  By killing all desire, the mendicant[7]\n  Attaineth confidence.\n\n\n[1] _K\u0101yena_, bodily action, may mean all the faculties combined.\n\n[2] _Thero_, a \"mendicant\" of ten years standing in ordination is so\ncalled in the Buddhist \"church\".\n\n[3] _Samana_, \"ascetic,\" a title originally contemptuously applied to\nthe Buddha and His disciples by the Br\u0101hma\u1e47as. The word is\netymologically derived from V. _sam_--to tame or quiet. Hence the\nreference in v. 265.\n\n[4] _Bhikkhu_, \"beggar,\" the name given by the Buddha to His ordained\ndisciples.\n\n[5] _Muni_, \"sage, silent one.\" The Buddha was called Sakyamuni--\"the\nsage of the Sakya clan.\"\n\n[6] _Ariya_, \"the noble, the worthy.\"\n\n[7] Reading _viss\u0101sam \u0101p\u0101di_. This verse is important as showing the\nBuddhist ideal in a nutshell. _Nibb\u0101na_ is the dying out of craving, the\nroot of all evil.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY.\n\nTHE PATH.\n\n\n  273.\n  Best is the Eightfold Path: of truths, the four;[1]\n    Dispassion in the best of states sublime.\n  Blest is he of human beings, who hath eyes to see.\n\n  274.\n  This is the way; no other way can lead ye\n    To purify the mind and see the truth.\n  Walk this Way and free yourselves from M\u0101ra's host of ills.\n\n  275.\n  Tread ye this Path, and make an end of sorrow.\n    Tread ye this Path for I myself have shown it.\n  Shown it after learning how to pluck away the thorns.[2]\n\n  276.\n  Strive ye yourselves; Buddha's but preach the way\n    To them that strive. To meditation given\n  They who walk this Way are free from M\u0101ra's every bond.\n\n  277.\n  _\"All things compounded are impermanent\"_;\n    Whoso sees this with opened inner eye\n  Wearies soon of sorrow. 'Tis the Path of Purity.\n\n  278.\n  _\"All things compounded are of sorrow made\"_;\n    Whoso sees this with opened inner eye,\n  Wearies soon of sorrow. 'Tis the Path of Purity.\n\n  279.\n  _\"All states compounded are without a self\"_;[3]\n    Whoso sees this with opened inner eye,\n  Wearies soon of sorrow. 'Tis the Path of Purity.\n\n  280.\n  Whoso strives not when it is time to strive,\n    Tho' young and strong, to sloth and folly prone,\n  Weak in will and thought, to knowledge never finds the way.\n\n  281.\n  Who guardeth speech and mind, who doth no wrong\n    With body, making pure the triple way,[4]\n  He shall tread the Path of Wisdom by the sages shown.\n\n  282.\n  Wisdom is born of meditation deep,\n    But lost by mind's distraction; knowing these\n    Two paths of loss and gain, so let him live,\n  Let him so direct his life that wisdom may increase.\n\n  283.\n  Cut down trees and undergrowth, and from desire be free![5]\n    For from this jungle fear of danger's born;\n  Cut it down, O mendicants, and from desire be free!\n\n  284.\n  If but a trace there be, however small,\n    Of lust of man for woman, as a calf\n  Clingeth to its dam, the mind in bondage will be held.\n\n  285.\n  Pluck out the love of self with thine own hand,\n    Just as the hand an autumn lily plucks;\n  Tread the Way of Peace declared by Him who hath it trod.\n\n  286.\n  \"Here in the rainy season will I dwell;\n    And here in heat and cold.\" So thinks the fool,\n  Little recking of the dangers that may him befall.\n\n  287.\n  Care-stricken, with his thoughts of sons and flocks,\n    Attached to life, Death comes and seizes him,\n  As a sleeping village by a flood is swept away.[6]\n\n  288.\n  Not all his sons have power to guard that man;\n    No sire, no kinsman can protect him now;\n  How can kinsmen aught avail him in the grasp of Death?\n\n  289.\n  The wise man, when he sees the truth of this,\n    Restrained by righteous living in the Norm,\n  Soon will clear the path that leadeth unto Perfect Bliss.\n\n\n[1] _The Eightfold Path_ is;--Right Views, Right Thought, Right Speech,\nRight Action, Right Living, Right Effort, Right Concentration, Right\nMental Balance.\n\nThe _Four Noble Truths_ are:--Ill, the cause of Ill, the ceasing of Ill,\nthe Path.\n\n[2] The _thorns_ are the stings and torments of desire.\n\n[3] These three _dicta_ are the essence of the Buddha's teaching.\n\n[4] The second, third and fourth steps of the Path.\n\n[5] 'desire', _viz._: '_nibban\u0101 hotha_, 'be ye free from the jungle (or\nforest) of desire (_nir-van\u0101_, a pun on the word _nirv\u0101\u1e47a_), cf. v.344,\n_vanamutto_'.\n\n[6] Cf. V. 47.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY ONE.\n\nDIVERS VERSES.\n\n\n  290.\n  If in giving up slight pleasure\n    Thou a greater bliss discern,\n  Leave the lesser gain and wisely\n    To the greater profit turn.\n\n  291.\n  He who causeth pain to others,\n    Seeking his own selfish bliss,\n  By the bonds of hate encumbered\n    Hatred never can dismiss.\n\n  292. Those who disregard their duty,[1]\n    Doing what should not be done,\n  Insolent and negligent in evil-doing\n    More and more corrupt become.\n\n  293.\n  They who mounting guard on body,\n    Ceaseless watch and ward preserve;\n  They who others' things neglecting,\n    From their duty never swerve;\n    They who, self-controlled, aspire,\n    Concentrate in every nerve,\n    Reach destruction of desire.\n\n  294.\n  Slaying father, slaying mother,\n    With two kings of warrior fame,\n  And a realm with all its subjects,[2]\n    Br\u0101hmana's go free from blame.\n\n  295.\n  Slaying father, slaying mother,\n    With two kings of saintly name,\n  And a fifth pre-eminent,[3]\n    Br\u0101hmana's go free from blame.\n\n       *       *       *       *       *\n\n  296.\n  They who, watchful night and day,\n  On the Buddha meditate,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n  297.\n  They who watchful night and day,\n  On the Dhamma meditate,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n  298.\n  They who, watchful night and day,\n  On the Sangha meditate,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n  299.\n  They who, watchful night and day,\n  On the body meditate,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n  300.\n  They who, watchful night and day,\n  Take delight in harmlessness,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n  301.\n  They who, watchful night and day,\n  Take delight in ecstasy,\n    Are followers of Gotama.\n\n       *       *       *       *       *\n\n  302.\n  O 'tis hard to give the world up,\n    Yet the lonely life is hard;\n  Painful 'tis to dwell in houses\n    With the uncongenial;\n  Painful travelling to and fro;\n    Cease to be a traveller.[4]\n  Cease to be beset with pain!\n\n\n  303.\n  Faithful and of good repute,\n    Full of honour and renown,\n  He is reverenced and honoured,\n    Whereso'er he choose to dwell.\n\n  304.\n  Holy saints are far-resplendent\n    Like the peaks Himalayan;\n  Like the shaft that flies in darkness,\n    Wicked men are never seen.\n\n  305.\n  Lonely sitting, lying lonely,\n    Act alone and strenuous;\n  Taming self alone, rejoice thee\n    In the ending of desire.\n\n\n[1] _Kiccam_ \"minding one's own business.\"\n\n[2] The Brahmins used to claim that a \"twice-born\" saint was blameless,\nwhatever his bodiless actions might be. The Buddha here speaks\nmystically. _Father_ is ignorance, _Mother_ is craving; the _two kings_\nare the great heresies of non-causation and nihilism. _The Kingdom and\nits subjects_ are the six organs of sense (mind being the sixth); and\nthe six objects of sense (form, sound, sight, smell, taste, thoughts),\nconquest of all these brings liberation from embodied existence.\n\n[3] _veyyaggha-pa\u00f1cama\u1e41_, lit. 'a tiger-like man, as a fifth'. The\nCommentator explains this to mean the fifth of the Five Hindrances\n(lust, malice, sloth, pride, doubt) which beset the Path.\n\n[4] _A traveller_ is one who runs up and down the paths of rebirth.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY TWO.\n\nTHE EVIL WAY.[1]\n\n\n  306.\n  The liar reaches hell, and he who says\n    He did not what he did;\n  Both are the same hereafter, men of crooked ways.\n\n  307.\n  And many a one the yellow gown who wears,\n    Wicked and uncontrolled,\n  By reason of his evil deeds in hell appears.\n\n  308.\n  Better for him who lives unworthily\n    A red-hot ball to swallow,\n  Than eat the food the country gives in charity.\n\n  309.\n  Four states of ill to reckless men I tell\n    Who seek the wives of others--\n  Ill-luck, a restless bed, an evil name and hell.\n\n  310.\n  Ill-luck, the Evil Way, short-lived delight\n    Of fearful man with timid woman spent,\n  And from the king a grievous punishment--\n    Let these four evils all adulterers affright.\n\n  311.\n  Just as a blade of grass not handled well\n    Will cut the hand that grasps,\n  So doth the ascetic's life ill-handled lead to hell.\n\n  312.\n  Deeds done with sluggishness, the broken vow,\n    The saintly life befouled--\n  Such evil deeds as these small recompense bestow.\n\n  313.\n  Act thou with energy, if act thou must:\n    The careless mendicant\n  Doth but stir up a denser cloud of passion's dust.\n\n  314.\n  Leave evil deeds which afterwards bring pain;\n    Better to do the good;\n  For when 'tis done that deed no sorrow brings again.\n\n  315.\n  Just as a frontier town that's guarded well,\n    Which ramparts well defend on every side,\n    So guard thyself, let not a moment slide;\n  Time-wasters suffer sorrow when consigned to hell.\n\n  316.\n  They who feel shame, where shame there should be none,\n    Shameless, where shame should be,\n  Embracing doctrines false, down the Ill Path have gone.\n\n  317.\n  They who feel fear, where fear there should be none,\n    Fearless, when they should fear,\n  Embracing doctrines false, down the Ill Path have gone.\n\n  318.\n  They who see sin, where sin there can be none,\n    Who see no harm in sin,\n  Embracing doctrines false, down the Ill Path have gone.\n\n  319. They who know sin as sin, and right as right,\n    Embracing doctrines true,\n  Those beings enter on the Path of True Delight.\n\n\n[1] _Niraya_, the Evil Path, the downward course to destruction,\n_duggati_, as opposed to _su-gati_ the happy way or state of heaven.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY THREE.\n\nTHE ELEPHANT.\n\n\n  320.\n  As an elephant in battle bears the arrows at him hurled,\n  I must bear men's bitter tongues, for very evil is the world.\n\n  321.\n  Tamed, they lead him into battle; tamed, the king his back ascends;\n  Tamed is he the best of beings, whom no bitter speech offends.\n\n  322.\n  Good are well-tamed mules, and good are Scindian steeds of lineage famed;\n  Good indeed the mighty tusker; best of all the man self-tamed.\n\n  323.\n  Yet such mounts can nought avail us, cannot be Nibb\u0101na's guide;\n  We can only reach The Pathless[1] on the self-tamed self astride.\n\n  324.\n  With the must from temples streaming, mighty Dhanap\u0101lako[2]\n  Captive, tastes no food, but longeth to the N\u0101ga-grove to go.\n\n  325.\n  Sluggish, gluttonous and sleepy, wallowing idly to and fro,\n  Like a huge and grain-fed hog, a fool again to birth must go.\n\n  326.\n  Once this mind roamed as it listed, as it pleaded a-wandering went.\n  As the holder of the _ankus_ checks the furious elephant,\n  Now with wisdom I'll restrain it, guide it wholly to my bent.\n\n  327.\n  Take delight in earnestness; watch thy thoughts and never tire;\n  Lift thee from the Path of Evil, like the tusker sunk in mire.\n\n  328.\n  Hast thou found a fellow-traveller, upright, firm, intelligent?[3]\n  Leaving all thy cares behind thee, gladly walk with him intent.\n\n  329.\n  Hast thou found no fellow-traveller, upright, firm, intelligent?\n  As a king deserts his borders, by the enemy pursued,\n  Like the tusker in the forest, go thy way in solitude.\n\n  330.\n  Better is the lonely life, for fools companions cannot be;\n  Live alone and do no evil, live alone with scanty needs,\n  Lonely, as the mighty tusker in the forest lonely feeds.\n\n  331.\n  Sweet are friends when need ariseth, sweet is joy whate'er it be;\n  Sweet the blessing of life's ending, sweet to be from sorrow free.\n\n  332.\n  Sweet it is to be a mother, sweet the lot of fatherhood,\n  Sweet the life of holy hermits, sweet the life of Br\u0101hmans good.\n\n  333.\n  Sweet is growing old in goodness, sweet is faith established,\n  Sweet to gain the prize of wisdom when desire for sin is dead.\n\n\n[1] _Nibb\u0101na._\n\n[2] A favourite beast of the king of Benares. The elephant, to the East,\ntypifies wisdom, strength and endurance.\n\nThe Buddha is called _Mah\u0101-n\u0101ga_, \"mighty elephant\"; The _n\u0101ga-grove_ is\n_Nibb\u0101na_. Those who wander in the jungle are those still bound by the\nfetters of rebirth.\n\n[3] Cf. verse 61.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.\n\nCRAVING.\n\n\n  334.\n  Even as a creeper groweth,\n    Creatures that are indolent\n  Find their craving ever grow;\n    Like a monkey in the forest\n  Seeking fruit from bough to bough,\n    So they wander to and fro.[1]\n\n  335.\n  He who yields to sordid craving\n    That thro' all the world doth go,\n  Like the gadding vine that spreadeth,\n    That man's sorrows ever grow.\n\n  336.\n  He who quiets sordid craving,\n    Hard in this world to allay,\n  Like the dewdrop from the lotus,\n    All his sorrows fall away.\n\n  337.\n  Lo! to all of ye assembled\n    This the good advice I tell:\n  \"Dig ye up the root of craving,\n    As men dig the scented grass.\n  Let not Death so oft assail ye,\n  Even as the rushing torrent\n    O'er the river reeds doth pass.\"\n\n  338.\n  If the root be still uninjured,\n    Trees cut down will spring again;\n  If the root of craving liveth,\n    Still there is rebirth of pain.\n\n  339.\n  When the six and thirty currents[2]\n    Bring one under pleasure's sway,\n  Thoughts, like waves, with passion surging.\n    Sweep him all confused away.\n\n  340.\n  Everywhere those streams are flowing;\n    Now the creeper of desire\n  Plants its roots and standeth fast;\n    Cut it ere it riseth higher,\n  Cut it with the axe of wisdom,\n    Root the creeper up at last.\n\n  341.\n  Restless, wanton is men's craving;\n    They who wander to and fro\n  In the restless search for pleasure\n    Birth and death must undergo.\n\n  342.\n  They who in the trap of craving,\n    Like a hare run to and fro,\n  By the fetters' bonds entangled,\n    Long must sorrow undergo.\n\n  343.\n  Beings, in the trap of craving\n    Like a hare run to and fro:\n  Mendicants who hope for freedom\n    Must their passions all forego.\n\n  344.\n  Whoso, free from human passions,\n    Junglewards to run is fain;[3]\n  Who, from lust emancipated,\n    To his lust runs back again;\n  Lo! the man infatuated\n    Plunges into bonds of pain.\n\n  345.\n  Not by ties of wood or iron\n    Nor of rope (the wise men say)\n  Are men held in bondage strong;\n  But for jewels, wives and children,\n  They who passionately crave,\n    They are held in bondage long.\n\n  346.\n  But the downward-dragging chain,\n    Yielding, hard to loose again--\n  This is bondage real (they say):\n  Who this chain of craving breaks,\n    Free from lust, the world forsakes.\n\n  347.\n  They who yield to their desires\n    Down the stream of craving swim;\n  As we see the spider run\n    In the net himself hath spun.\n  Wise men cut the net and go\n    Free from craving, free from woe.\n\n  348.\n  Loose all behind, between, before;[4]\n    Cross thou unto the other shore;[5]\n  With thy mind on all sides free\n    Birth and death no more shalt see.\n\n  349.\n  He whose mind is tossed with doubt,\n    Seeing bliss in passion's surge,\n  Makes his craving grow the longer,\n    Rivets all his bonds the stronger.\n\n  350.\n  He who joys in calming doubt,\n    And the loathsome contemplates,[6]\n  Soon will M\u0101ra's bondage leave,\n    Every fetter soon will cleave.\n\n  351.\n  He who hath attained the goal,\n    Fearless, free from lust and sin,\n  Who hath plucked out every thorn,[7]\n    Nevermore will be reborn.\n\n  352.\n  Free from lust, to nothing clinging,\n    Who is skilful to interpret\n  All the wealth of sacred lore;\n    All the mass of letters knowing\n    (Whether after or before),[8]\n  This indeed is his last body,\n  He's a Master of The Wisdom,\n  Mighty Being,\n    He indeed is born no more.\n\n  353.\n  Conqueror of all am I!\n    Knowing all, from all conditions\n  Of existence I am free;\n    By the slaying of desire\n  I have ended craving's fire.\n  Who could then my teacher be?\n    I have now forsaken all,\n  I myself, by mine own knowledge.\n    Whom should I my teacher call?[9]\n\n  354.\n  To give The Norm all gifts transcends;\n    To taste The Norm is sweetest far;\n  No joy can with its joy compare;\n    Who raving slays all sorrow ends.\n\n  355.\n  Wealth harms the fool; not him who runs\n    To win the goal intent;\n  By lust of wealth the fool harms self\n    With harm for others meant.\n\n  356.\n  Weeds are the ruin of the fields;\n    This world by lust is spoiled;\n  Then great the fruit of gifts to those\n    By lust who are not soiled.\n\n  357.\n  Weeds are the ruin of the fields;\n    This world is spoiled by hate;\n  To those by hatred undefiled\n    The fruit of gifts is great.\n\n  358.\n  Weeds are the ruin of the fields;\n    Deluded are mankind;\n  Then great the fruit of gifts to those\n    Whom folly doth not blind.\n\n  359.\n  Weeds are the ruin of the fields;\n    Craving pollutes the world;\n  Then great the fruit of gifts to those\n    By craving not enthralled.[10]\n\n\n[1] In the round of rebirth.\n\n[2] The six sense-organs and the six objects of sense (twelve) are\naffected by three desires of each, generally taken as _K\u0101matanh\u0101_,\n_R\u016bpatanh\u0101_, _Ar\u016bpatanh\u0101_, desire for existence in the world of desire,\nin the worlds of form, in the worlds of the formless (abstract), thus\nmaking thirty-six varieties.\n\n[3] The jungle of passion.\n\n[4] Past, present and future ties.\n\n[5] Cross the stream to _Nibb\u0101na_.\n\n[6] One of the meditation exercises, to inspire loathing for the body\nand its corrupt nature.\n\n[7] Cf. above v. 275.\n\n[8] _Nirutti-pada-kovido_: skilled in the true meaning of the language\n(Pali) in which the Buddha taught.\n\n[9] This was the reply of the Buddha to an ascetic who, struck by the\nMaster's radiance after attaining _Nibb\u0101na_, inquired who was His\nteacher and what was the cause of His joy.\n\n[10] _Bhoga_, _r\u0101ga_, _dosa_, _moha_, _iccha_, riches, lust, hate,\ndelusion, craving, are five of the hindrances to the saintly life.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE.\n\nTHE MENDICANT.\n\n\n  360-1\n  Good is restraint of eye and ear, of nose and tongue,\n    Of body, speech and mind; restraint is good\n    In every way; the mendicant restrained\n      All sorrow casts away.\n\n  362.\n  In hand and foot and speech whoso is self restrained;\n    Whoso to ponder inwardly delights,\n    Who liveth lonely and is well-content,\n      Him men call mendicant.\n\n  363.\n  Whoso controls his lips, and words of wisdom speaks,\n    Is not puffed up, who can elucidate\n    The meaning and the essence of The Norm--\n      Pleasant is he to hear.\n\n  364.\n  Who dwelleth in the Norm and in the Norm delights,\n    Who searcheth out and well remembers it--\n    From the True Norm that steadfast mendicant\n      Will never fall away.\n\n  365.\n  Let him not think of little worth the alms he gains.\n    Nor jealous be of alms to others given;\n    For whoso envies other mendicants\n      Wins not tranquillity.\n\n  366.\n  Though small the part of charity that falls to him,\n    Whoso despiseth not the alms he gains,\n    If he live clean, not given to slothfulness,\n      E'en by the gods is praised.[1]\n\n  367.\n  Whoso hath neither part nor lot in Name and Form[2]\n    (Who saith not \"this is I\" or \"this is mine\")\n    And grieveth not for what existeth not,\n      A mendicant is called.\n\n  368.\n  Whoso in friendly wise with all mankind abides,\n    Firm in the teaching of the Awakened One;\n    Reaches the bliss where all conditions cease,\n      Reaches the State of Peace.\n\n  369.\n  O mendicants! bail out the water from this boat![3]\n    Swift will it go when from this burden freed.\n    Of passion and of hatred cut the root;\n      Then shalt thou reach The Peace.\n\n  370.\n  Cut off the five; desert the five; the five subdue!\n    That mendicant, who from the fetters five[4]\n    Hath freed himself at last, by men is called\n      \"A crosser of the Stream\".\n\n  371.\n  O mendicant! be meditative; let not sloth,[5]\n    Let not thy passions toss thee to and fro;[6]\n    Lest, swallowing the ball, thou burning cry,\n      \"Ah! this is suffering!\"\n\n  372.\n  Who hath no wisdom cannot ecstasy attain;[7]\n    Who knows not ecstasy, no wisdom gains;\n    Whoso both ecstasy and wisdom hath,\n      Unto The Peace is nigh.\n\n  373.\n  The mendicant, whose mind hath gained tranquillity,\n    When he hath entered on his empty cell,[8]\n    Hath joy beyond man's power to tell, for he\n      The Truth discerneth well.\n\n  374.\n  Soon as he grasps the rise and fall of elements,[9]\n    Such pleasure and delight thereby he wins\n    As falls to them that rightly know the state\n      Of immortality.[10]\n\n  375.\n  Let the wise mendicant in this world thus begin;\n    Guard thou thy senses; next, with mind content,\n    By discipline restrained, seek noble friends\n      Who zealous live and pure;\n\n  376.\n  And by the laws of friendship act, live perfectly,\n    And upright walk according to the Norm;\n    Then in the fullness of thy joy thou shalt\n      An end of suffering make.\n\n  377.\n  O mendicants! just as the snow-white _vassik\u00e2_,\n    The jasmine, putting forth fresh blooms to-day,\n    Sheds down the withered blooms of yesterday,\n      So shed ye lust and hate.\n\n  378.\n  Tranquil in body, speech and mind, O mendicants,\n    Whoso in every way is well-restrained,\n    Who all this world's desires hath thrown aside\n      He is \"the tranquil\" called.\n\n  379.\n  Rouse thou the self by self, by self examine self;\n    Thus guarded by the self, and with thy mind\n    Intent and watchful, thus, O mendicant,\n      Thou shall live happily.\n\n  380.\n  Yea! Self is guard of self and refuge takes in self;\n    Just as a dealer trains a thoroughbred,\n    A noble steed, and breaks him to the rein,\n      So do thou self restrain.\n\n  381.\n  That mendicant, with utter joy and gladness filled,\n    Firm in the teaching of the Awakened One,\n    Reaches the bliss where all conditions cease,\n      Reaches the State of Peace.\n\n  382.\n  Lo ye! a mendicant, though young he be, that strives\n    To grasp the teaching of the Awakened One,\n    Lights up the world, as from a cloud released\n      The moon lights up the night.\n\n\n[1] Cf. vv. 229-30.\n\n[2] _N\u0101ma r\u016bpa_, a traditional Vedic term for \"mind and Matter,\" the\nimmortal and the perishable, borrowed by the Buddha to stand for the\nmental and bodily compound in the individual, cf. _Buddhist Psychology_,\nMrs. C.A. Rhys-Davids, pp. 23-5.\n\n[3] The body with its needs and passions (water in the boat) hampers the\nprogress across the stream.\n\n[4]\n\nI. The first five fetters of _delusion of self_, _doubt_, _ceremonial\nobservance_, _lust_ and _ill-will_.\n\nII. The second five fetters of _desire for form_, _desire for the\nformless_, _pride_, _vanity_ and _ignorance_.\n\nIII. If the verb of the third clause, _vuttaribh\u0101vaye_, be translated\n\"pay attention to,\" as is possible, the meaning will be, \"develop the\nfive good qualities of _faith_, _zeal_, _concentration_, _meditation_,\n_wisdom_.\"\n\nIV. This may refer to the second five fetters, by throwing off which one\nbecomes an Arahat.\n\n\n[5] \"Toss thee,\" reading _k\u0101magun\u0101 bhami\u1e41su_ (for _k\u0101magune bhamassu_)\nas Prof. Dines Andersen suggests (p. 192, _Glossary to Dhammapada._ Pt.\n2).\n\n[6] Cf. v. 107. One of the tortures in the hells.\n\n[7] \"ecstasy,\" _jh\u0101na_. There are four stages of mystic meditation\nleading to rebirth in the higher worlds.\n\n[8] \"Empty cell,\" _su\u00f1\u00f1\u0101g\u0101ram_, may refer to the meditation in the \"cave\nof the heart,\" when all thought vibrations are stilled, cf. v. 37.\n\n[9] \"The rise and fall,\" reading _udayavyayam_. cf. v. 113.\n\n[10] 'immortality': _viz._: 'the Ambrosial'.\n\n\n\n\nCHAPTER TWENTY-SIX.\n\nTHE BRAHMANA.\n\n\n  383.\n  Cut off the stream,[1] O Br\u0101hmana, right manfully;\n    Repel desires; when thou hast known the end\n      Of things conditioned, thou shalt be\n        A knower of the Uncreate.[2]\n\n  384.\n  When by the twofold law (restraint and ecstasy),\n    By virtue of the knowledge he hath gained,\n      The Br\u0101hmana hath crossed the stream;\n        Then every fetter falls away.\n\n  385.\n  Whoso the stream hath crossed and from this shore hath passed,[3]\n    Free from all cares, unfettered; one to whom\n      This shore and that alike are naught;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  386.\n  Whoso dwells meditiative, passionless,\n    And free from all Taints, his course hath run,\n      Whoso hath won the highest Goal--\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101ma\u1e47a.\n\n  387.\n  \"One who is rid of evil\" is a Br\u0101ma\u1e47a;\n    _Sama\u1e47a_ is one who tranquil hath become;\n      \"Gone forth from all impurity\";\n         The hermit is _pabbajj\u0101_ called.[4]\n\n  388.\n  Let not a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a assail a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a;\n    Nor let him with the assailant angry be,\n      Woe to the striker; greater woe\n        To him that, stricken, strikes again.\n\n  390.\n  No little profit cometh to the Br\u0101hma\u1e47a\n    Who hath his mind from pleasant things restrained;\n      Soon as the lust to harm is gone\n        All sorrowing is laid to rest.\n\n  391.\n  Whoso offendeth not in thought and word and deed,\n    In whom no evil from these three is seen;\n      Whoso is in these three controlled;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  392.\n  If there be one from whom thou canst obtain the Norm\n    Which He, the All-Awakened One, declared,\n      Revere him, as a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a\n        The sacrificial fire reveres.\n\n  393.\n  Not matted hair, nor caste, nor noble birth can make\n    The Br\u0101hma\u1e47a; but he that knows the truth\n      And knows the Norm, is blest indeed;\n        And him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  394.\n  Of what avail to thee, O fool, is matted hair?\n    And what avails thy garment made of skins?\n      The outer part thou makest clean,\n        But all is ravening within.[5]\n\n  395.\n  Whoso wears rags from dustheaps picked, whoso is lean,\n    With veins o'erspread, who in the jungle dwells\n      And meditates in loneliness;[6]\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  396.\n  One is not Br\u0101hma\u1e47a because of race or birth;\n    \"Hail-fellow\" is such called, and riches hath.[7]\n      Possessing naught, free from desire\n        Is one I call a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  397.\n  Whoso hath cut all fetters off and hath no fear\n    Of what may him befall; whoso from bonds\n      And all attachments is released;\n        Is one I call a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  398.\n  Whoso hath cut the strap, the leathern thong, the ropes[8]\n    And all thereto pertaining, and the bar\n      Hath lifted; him, the Awakened one;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  399.\n  He who endures, tho' innocent of all offence,\n    Abuse and blows and e'en imprisonment\n      With patience strong, a host in strength;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  400.\n  Who hath no anger, who to all his vows is true,\n    Upright in life, from passion free, subdued,\n      No more on earth to be reborn;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  401.\n  Who like a dew-drop on a lotus-lily leaf,\n    Or seed of mustard on a needle's point,\n      Clings not to any worldly bliss;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  402.\n  Who knoweth even in this world his sorrow's end,\n    Who bath laid down the burden of desire,\n      Emancipated from his bonds;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  403.\n  Whoso is deep in wisdom and intelligence,\n    Who can with skill discern the right and wrong,\n      Who hath attained the highest goal;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  404.\n  Whoso with householders and wanderers alike\n    Small dealings hath, who lives the homeless life,\n      A mendicant of scanty needs;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  405.\n  Whoso withholds the rod of painful punishment\n    From living creatures, be they weak or strong,\n      Who neither strikes nor makes to strike,\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  406.\n  Whoso forbearance hath to those that hinder him,\n    And to the angry showeth gentleness,\n      Among the greedy without greed;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  407.\n  From whom all anger, hate, hypocrisy and pride\n    Have fall'n away, as from a needle's point\n      A grain of mustard-seed falls off;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  408.\n  Gentle in ways and apt to teach his fellow-men,\n    Whoso will utter truth and naught but truth,\n      Whoso in speech offendeth not;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  409.\n  He that takes nothing in this world that is not given,\n    Whatever it may be, or great or small,\n      Or long or short or good or bad;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  410.\n  In whom is seen no more the longing of desire\n    For this world or beyond, who hath no lust,\n      Who hath no fetters any more;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  411.\n  In whom is seen no craving, who, because he knows,\n    Asks not in doubt the How or Why, for he\n      Hath reached Nibb\u0101na's peace profound;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  412.\n  Whoso on earth hath passed beyond the opposites\n    Of good and evil, and is free from grief,\n      From passion and impurity;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  413.\n  Who, like the moon on high, is stainless, pure and calm,\n    Translucent and serene, who hath restrained\n      The rise of all delightful states;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  414.\n  Whoso hath trod the hard and muddy road of births,\n    Hath crossed delusion, reached the other shore,\n      Nor lusts, nor doubts, grasps not, is calm,\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  415.\n  Who homeless wanders through this world, a mendicant,\n    Abandoning desires, who hath restrained\n      The rise of sensual delight;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  416.\n  Who homeless wanders through this world a mendicant,\n    Abandoning his lust; who hath restrained\n      The rise of craving and desire;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  417.\n  Whoso hath left behind all ties that bind on earth,\n    And e'en the heavenly world transcended hath;\n      Whoso from every tie is free;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  415.\n  Who joy and pain hath left, who from the heat of life\n    Is cooled, and hath no basis of rebirth,\n      Heroic conqueror of the worlds;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  419.\n  Who knows the rise and fall of things in birth and death,\n    Who is not of the world, who hath the path\n      Well trod, who hath become awake;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  420.\n  Whose passage[9] hence the gods themselves cannot discern,\n    Nor demi-gods nor men; a worthy one\n      In whom the passions are subdued;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  421.\n  To whom pertaineth naught of past or future things\n    Or of the present; one who owneth naught,\n      Who hath no wish for anything;\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  422.\n  Dauntless,[10] pre-eminent, heroic mighty seer,\n    The conqueror, desireless one, made clean,[11]\n      Whose eyes have opened to the light,[12]\n        Him I deem a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n  423.\n  Who knows his former births, who sees both heaven and hell,[13]\n    Who now at last hath reached the end of births;\n      Perfect in knowledge he who hath done all things well,\n        That sage I call a Br\u0101hma\u1e47a.\n\n\n[1] Cf. v. 178.\n\n[2] _Akata\u00f1\u00f1u_, \"unconditioned,\" Nibb\u0101\u1e47a.\n\n[3] 'lit. one for whom there exists neither this shore (the stream being\nnot yet entered) nor that shore (Arahantship being yet unattained) nor\nboth shores (as he has now attained)'.\n\n[4] _S\u0101hita_, \"removed,\" the supposed etymology of _Br\u0101hmana_; as\n_samitatta_, \"quieted\" is here supposed to be that of _samana_, ascetic\nmonk. _Pabbajj\u0101_ is one who \"goes forth,\" takes the robes, becomes\nordained a Buddhist mendicant monk.\n\n[5] Cf. the words of the Christ to the Pharisees: \"Now do ye Pharisees\nmake clean the outside of the cup and the platter, but your inward part\nis full of ravening and wickedness.\" The word used, _gahanam_,\n'grasping,' may also mean 'jungle'.\n\n[6] These were the marks of the early and stricter ascetics; even to-day\nthe _bhikkhus_ of Ceylon have their robes made of pieces of cloth sewn\ntogether, but these are not picked from the dust-heap.\n\n[7] \"Hail-fellow,\" _bhov\u0101di_, one who uses the disrespectful term of\n_bho_, \"I say! man\". These Brahmins who did not accept the Buddha as\nMaster would address Him in this way, and of course they were often\nwealthy men.\n\n[8] _The strap_ is said to be hate; _the thong_, desire; _the ropes_,\northodoxy with its attendant narrowness; _the bar_, ignorance that shuts\nthe door of knowledge.\n\n[9] _Cuti_; _gati_; the \"fall\" from other worlds into this one, and the\n'going' or passage or state of the next birth.\n\n[10] Like a bull.\n\n[11] _Nah\u0101takam_, an allusion to the ceremonial bathing of the Br\u0101hma\u1e47a\nafter finishing his course of studies.\n\n[12] The meaning of buddha.\n\n[13] One who knows earth, heaven and hell, and can range them at will,\nis called _\u00f1\u0101natil\u014dka_, \"knower of the three worlds\". Such a one is born\nno more, as he has learned the lessons of these worlds.\n\n<pre id=\"pg-footer\">","title":"The Buddha's Path of Virtue: A Translation of the Dhammapada","tradition":"scripture-revelation","translated_text":null,"word_count":15901}