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Psalms of the Brethren CXLV: Vitasoka
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
‘Now let him shave me!’ — so the barber came.
From him I took the mirror and, therein
Reflected, on myself I gazed and thought:
‘Futile for lasting is this body shown.’
[Thus thinking on the source that blinds our sight
My spirit’s] darkness melted into light.
Stripped are the swathing vestments utterly!
Now is there no more coming back to be?
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MLA
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXLV: Vitasoka.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/144/.
Chicago
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CXLV: Vitasoka.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/144/.
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