Religion
Psalms of the Brethren CLXXIX: Satimattiya
Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids (1913) · From Psalms of the Early Buddhists II: Psalms of the Brethren (1913)
The trust thou once didst place in me,
To-day it lives no more. What’s thine is thine;
But in this house no evil have I done.
Transient and wavering is the layman’s faith: —
So have I marked. Folk love and then grow cold.
Why for that should a holy brother die?
Cooked stands the sage’s food a little here,
A little there, in one clan or the next.
I will go round to seek my little alms;
My legs are strong enough forsooth for that.
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MLA
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLXXIX: Satimattiya.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/178/.
Chicago
Theragatha, The Brethren of the. “Psalms of the Brethren CLXXIX: Satimattiya.” Translated by Mrs. C. A. F. Rhys Davids. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theragatha-brethren/178/.
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