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Psalms of the Brethren CXXXVII: Tissa
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
Many the foes he gets, the bhikkhu shorn,
Wrapt in his robe, to whom the world gives gifts
Of food and drink, raiment and where to lodge.
Let him then, knowing all the bane herefrom,
The fearsome peril in the world’s regard,
Taking but little, free from lusting’s taint,
Wary and mindful, hold his onward way.
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MLA
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXXXVII: Tissa.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/136/.
Chicago
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXXXVII: Tissa.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/136/.
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