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Chapter XI
Well-makers lead the water (wherever they like); fletchers bend
the arrow;
Well-makers lead the water (wherever they like); fletchers bend
How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this
How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this world is alway
Look at this dressed-up lump, covered with wounds, joined
together, sickly,
Look at this dressed-up lump, covered with wounds, joined
toget
This body is wasted, full of sickness, and frail; this
This body is wasted, full of sickness, and frail; this heap of
Those white bones, like gourds thrown away in the autumn,
Those white bones, like gourds thrown away in the autumn, what
After a stronghold has been made of the bones, it
After a stronghold has been made of the bones, it is covered wi
The brilliant chariots of kings are destroyed, the body also
approaches
The brilliant chariots of kings are destroyed, the body also
ap
A man who has learnt little, grows old like an
A man who has learnt little, grows old like an ox; his flesh
gr
, Looking for the maker of this tabernacle, I
, Looking for the maker of this tabernacle, I shall have to
run
Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not
Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not gaine
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Buddhism Wisdom
Life Is Easy To Live For A Man Who Is Without Shame, A Crow Her
The Difficulty In Governing The People Arises From Their Having
The Disciples Of Gotama (buddha) Are Always Well Awake, And The
What Is The Use Of Platted Hair, O Fool! What Of The Raiment Of
There Should Be A Neighbouring State Within Sight, And The Voic
Not To Blame, Not To Strike, To Live Restrained Under The Law,
Because A Man Is Rid Of Evil, Therefore He Is Called Brahmana;
Let Them Not Thoughtlessly Indulge Themselves In Their Ordinary
A Supernatural Person (a Buddha) Is Not Easily Found, He Is Not
Let Us Live Happily Then, Though We Call Nothing Our Own! We
Sh
He In Whom All This Is Destroyed, And Taken Out With The Very
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It Is Hard To Leave The World (to Become A Friar), It Is Hard T
For Hatred Does Not Cease By Hatred At Any Time: Hatred Ceases
The Skilful Traveller Leaves No Traces Of His Wheels Or
Footst
He Who Does Not Rouse Himself When It Is Time To Rise, Who,
Tho
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