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Jaravagga

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Title: Jaravagga: Aging

Summary:

Dhp XI

Jaravagga: Aging

translated from the Pali by

Thanissaro Bhikkhu

Alternate translation: Buddharakkhita | <a href=“dhp.11.bpit_en.html” class=“zze”>Daw Mya Tin</a>

Alternate format: dhammapada_en.pdf (??pages/0.8MB)

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<h5>146</h5>

What laughter, why joy, when constantly aflame? Enveloped in darkness, don't you look for a lamp?

<h5>147</h5>

Look at the beautified image, a heap of festering wounds, shored up: ill, but the object of many resolves, where there is nothing lasting or sure.

<h5>148</h5>

Worn out is this body, a nest of diseases, dissolving. This putrid conglomeration is bound to break up, for life is hemmed in with death.

<h5>149</h5>

On seeing these bones discarded like gourds in the fall, pigeon-gray: what delight?

<h5>150</h5>

A city made of bones, plastered over with flesh & blood, whose hidden treasures are: pride & contempt, aging & death.

<h5>151</h5>

Even royal chariots well-embellished get run down, and so does the body succumb to old age. But the Dhamma of the good doesn't succumb to old age: the good let the civilized know.

<h5>152</h5>

This unlistening man matures like an ox. His muscles develop, his discernment not.

<h5>153-154 </h5>

Through the round of many births I roamed without reward, without rest, seeking the house-builder. Painful is birth again & again. House-builder, you're seen! You will not build a house again. All your rafters broken, the ridge pole dismantled, immersed in dismantling, the mind has attained to the end of craving.

<h5>155-156</h5>

Neither living the chaste life nor gaining wealth in their youth, they waste away like old herons in a dried-up lake depleted of fish. Neither living the chaste life nor gaining wealth in their youth, they lie around, misfired from the bow, sighing over old times.

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