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Thag 3:5 Mātaṅgaputta — Whoever regards cold and heat as no more than grass won’t fall away.
It’s too cold,
too hot,
too late in the evening—
people who say this,
shirking their work:
The moment passes them by.
Whoever regards cold & heat
as no more than grass,
doing his manly duties,
won’t fall away
from ease.
With my chest
I push through wild grasses—
spear-grass,
ribbon-grass,
rushes—
cultivating a heart
bent on seclusion.
See also: AN 8:95
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Thag 3:8 Yasoja — The man of undaunted heart.
His limbs knotted
like a kālā plant,
his body lean
& lined with veins,
knowing moderation
in food & drink:
the man of undaunted heart.
Touched by gnats
& horseflies
in the wilds,
the great wood,
like an elephant
at the head of a battle:
He, mindful,
should stay there,
endure.
One alone is like Brahmā,
two, like devas,
three, like a village,
more than that:
a hullabaloo.
See also: Ud 3:3; Sn 4:16
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Thag 3:13 Abhibhūta — A message to kinsmen.
Listen, kinsmen, all of you,
as many as are assembled here.
I will teach you the Dhamma:
Painful is birth,
again & again.
Rouse yourselves.
Go forth.
Apply yourselves
to the Awakened One’s bidding.
Scatter the army of Death
as an elephant would
a shed made of reeds.
He who,
in this Dhamma & Vinaya,
stays heedful,
abandoning birth,
the wandering-on,
will put an end
to suffering & stress.
It’s too cold,
too hot,
too late in the evening—
people who say this,
shirking their work:
The moment passes them by.
Whoever regards cold & heat
as no more than grass,
doing his manly duties,
won’t fall away
from ease.
With my chest
I push through wild grasses—
spear-grass,
ribbon-grass,
rushes—
cultivating a heart
bent on seclusion.
See also: AN 8:95
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Thag 3:8 Yasoja — The man of undaunted heart.
His limbs knotted
like a kālā plant,
his body lean
& lined with veins,
knowing moderation
in food & drink:
the man of undaunted heart.
Touched by gnats
& horseflies
in the wilds,
the great wood,
like an elephant
at the head of a battle:
He, mindful,
should stay there,
endure.
One alone is like Brahmā,
two, like devas,
three, like a village,
more than that:
a hullabaloo.
See also: Ud 3:3; Sn 4:16
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Thag 3:13 Abhibhūta — A message to kinsmen.
Listen, kinsmen, all of you,
as many as are assembled here.
I will teach you the Dhamma:
Painful is birth,
again & again.
Rouse yourselves.
Go forth.
Apply yourselves
to the Awakened One’s bidding.
Scatter the army of Death
as an elephant would
a shed made of reeds.
He who,
in this Dhamma & Vinaya,
stays heedful,
abandoning birth,
the wandering-on,
will put an end
to suffering & stress.