Religion
Psalms of the Brethren CLIX: Usabha
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
A cloak the hue of purple mango-buds
Draping about my shoulder, I bestrode
The back of elephant, and so to seek
Mine alms into the village street I rode.
Down from his back [in very shame] I slid —
[When lo! I woke and] anguish seized me then.
This arrogant self was then made meek and mild,
Purged were the poisons [that my mind defiled].
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MLA
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLIX: Usabha.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/158/.
Chicago
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLIX: Usabha.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/158/.
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