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Psalms of the Brethren CLVII: Sona-Potiriyaputta
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
Nay, not for this that thou mayest slumber long,
Cometh the night in starry garlands wreathed.
For vigil by the wise this night is here.
If in the light my warrior-elephant
Advanced, ’twere better, fallen from his back,
Dead on the field [and trampled I should lie],
Than beaten live a captive to the foe.
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MLA
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLVII: Sona-Potiriyaputta.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/156/.
Chicago
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLVII: Sona-Potiriyaputta.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/156/.
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