The mean-spirited are not even capable of approving
the behaviour of the Bodhisattva, how much less can
they act after it. This will be taught by the following.
Once the Sibis were ruled by a king named Samgaya,
who performed his royal duties in the right manner.
Having entirely subdued his organs of sense, and
possessing in a high degree the virtues of valour,
discretion, and modesty, he was victorious and mighty.
Thanks to the constant and strict observance he paid
to the elders, he had mastered the essential contents
of the three Vedas (trayî) and of metaphysics. His
good administration of justice was praised by his
affectionate subjects, who loved the exercise of their
different trades and duties, and enjoyed the benefits of
security and peace.
1. By the progress of his virtues he had gained the
affection of Royal Felicity, who, like an honest woman,
was faithful to him, not to be thought of by the other
monarchs; just as a den kept by a lion is inaccessible
to other animals.
2. All such men as spent their labours in any kind
of penance, science or art, used to come up to him, and
if they proved their merit, they obtained distinguished
honour from him.
Next to him in dignity, but not his inferior by
a famous set of virtues, his son Visvantara held the
rank of heir-apparent.
3. Though a youth, he possessed the lovely placidity
of mind proper to old age; though he was full of ardour,
his natural disposition was inclined to forbearance;
though learned, he was free from the conceit of knowledge;
though mighty and illustrious, he was void of
pride.
4. As the extent[78] of his virtue was conspicuous in
all regions and his fame penetrated the three worlds,
there was no room for the feeble and trifling reputations
of others; it seemed as if they did not venture to
show themselves.
5. He could not endure the proud prevalence of
calamities and other causes of sufferings among mankind.
It was against these foes that he waged war
and fought in battle, shooting from his large bow of
compassion numberless arrows which had the form of
gifts of charity.
So he was wont to fill day after day the mendicants
who happened to come to him with the utmost gladness
by his bounties, given without difficulty, surpassing the
objects asked for, and the more lovely, as they were
bestowed with deference and kind words. But on the
knotdays[79], as he was distinguished by his strict observance
of the restrictions and the quiet of the sabbath,
after bathing his head and putting on a white linen dress,
he mounted his excellent, well-trained, swift, and vigorous
elephant, who (by his colour and size) might be compared
to a peak of the Snow-mountain, whose face was
adorned with the tracks of the juice flowing in rutting-time,
and on whose body auspicious marks were found.
Sitting, then, on the back of that far-famed scent-elephant[80]
and royal vehicle, he was in the habit of
making the round of his alms-halls, which he had
established in all parts of the town to be like refreshing
wells for the mendicants. So going about, he
experienced an excessive gladness.
6. No opulence, in truth, within doors procures to
a charitable man such rejoicing, as it produces when
transferred to the mendicants.
Now his very great practice of charity being proclaimed
everywhere by the rejoiced mendicants, some
neighbouring king who had heard of it, considering
that it would be possible to deceive the young prince
by means of his passion for almsgiving, directed some
Brâhmans, his emissaries, to rob him of that excellent
elephant. Accordingly one day, when Visvantara was
inspecting his alms-halls, manifesting his gladness of
mind by the enhanced beauty of his countenance, the
said Brâhmans placed themselves in his way, uttering
benedictions with their uplifted and outstretched right
hands. He stopped his excellent elephant, and asked
them respectfully the reason of their coming; they
had but to express their want, he said. The Brâhmans
spoke:
7, 8. 'Both the excellent qualities of this elephant
of thine, who has so graceful a gait, and thy heroic
love of charity make us like beggars. Present us with
this (white) elephant, who is like a peak of the Kailâsa
mountain, and thou wilt fill the world with astonishment.'
The Bodhisattva being thus addressed, was filled
with sincere joy and entered upon this reflection:
'Truly, after a long time I now see mendicants requesting
a grand boon. But, after all, what may be
the want of such a lord of elephants to these Brâhmans?
No doubt, this must be a miserable trick of some king,
whose mind is troubled with covetousness, jealousy,
and hatred.
9. 'Yet that prince, who, not minding either his
reputation or the precepts of righteousness, is eager,
as it were, to promote my good[81], must not be saddened
by disappointment.'
Having thus considered, the Great-minded One
alighted from the back of that excellent elephant and
stood before them with uplifted golden pitcher; then
he pronounced (the solemn formula) 'Accept.'
10. After which, though knowing that the science of
politics follows the path of Righteousness (dharma)
only as far as it may agree with material interest
(artha), he gave away his foremost elephant. His
attachment to Righteousness did not allow him to be
frightened by the lie of political wisdom.
11. Having given away that lord of elephants, who,
adorned with the lovely golden lattice-seat on his back,
resembled a massy cloud of autumn, radiant with
a flash of lightning[82], the royal prince obtained the
utmost delight—but the citizens were stricken with
consternation, for they were adherents of political
wisdom.
In fact, when the Sibis heard of the gift of that lord
of elephants, anger and wrath penetrated them, and
the eldest of the Brâhmans, the ministers, the warriors,
and the chiefs of the townsmen, making hubbub went
into the presence of king Samgaya. Owing to their
agitation, resentment, and anger, they neglected the
restraint imposed on them by the respect due to their
monarch, and spoke: 'Why do you overlook in this
manner, Your Majesty, the fortune of your kingdom
being carried off? Your Majesty ought not to overlook
that in this way you are fostering the misfortune of
your realm.' When the king, alarmed, asked them
what they meant by this, they replied: 'Why, are you
not aware of what has happened, Your Majesty?
12, 13. 'That splendid animal, whose face, being
fragrant with the scent of the flowing juice, intoxicates
crowds of humming bees hovering about, and likewise
impregnates the cherishing wind with its perfume, so
as to induce him to wipe off gladly and easily the
smell caught from the fluid of other haughty elephants;
that war-elephant, whose brilliant vigour subdued the
strength and the power of your enemies, and abated
their pride even unto the motionlessness of sleep—see,
that embodied victory has been given away by Visvantara
and is now being carried off abroad.
14. 'Kine, gold, clothes, eatables, such are the
goods fit to give to Brâhmans, but parting with our
foremost elephant, the pledge of glorious victory, is an
excess of charity, and goes too far.
15. 'How should success and might ever join this
prince who acts up to this point contrary to the
maxims of policy? In this matter forbearance from
your side is out of place, Your Majesty, lest he should
before long afford matter of rejoicing to your enemies.'
On hearing this, the king, who loved his son, was
not very kindly disposed towards them; but submitting
to necessity, he told them hastily, they were
right; after which he tried to appease the Sibis.
'I know,' he said, 'that Visvantara indulges in his
disproportionate passion for charity so as to neglect
for it the rules of political wisdom, which behaviour is
not suitable for a person appointed to the royal charge.
But as he has resigned his own elephant, as if it were
phlegm, who will bring back that animal? Nevertheless,
I shall take such measures that Visvantara will
know a limit in his almsgiving. This may suffice to
appease your anger.'
The Sibis answered: 'No, Your Majesty, this will
not do. Visvantara is no person to be brought to
reason in this matter by a simple censure.'
Samgaya spoke: 'But what else can I do?
16. 'He is averse to sinful actions, only his
attachment to virtuous practices is turning into a kind
of passion. Why, should you then deem imprisonment
or death inflicted on my own son to be the due requital
for that elephant?
'Therefore, desist from your wrath! Henceforward
I will prevent Visvantara from such actions.'
Notwithstanding this, the Sibis persisted in their
anger and said:
17, 18. 'Who would be pleased, O king, with the
pain of death, or prison, or flogging pronounced upon
your son? But being devoted to his religious duties,
Visvantara is not fit to be a bearer of the troublesome
burden of royalty, because of his tenderness of heart
and his compassion. Let the throne be occupied by
such princes, as have obtained renown for their martial
qualities and are skilled in the art of giving its due to
each of the three members of the trivarga; but your
son, who in consequence of his love of Righteousness
(dharma), does not heed Policy (naya), is a proper
person to dwell in a penance-grove.
19. 'Surely, if princes commit faults of bad policy,
the results of those faults fall on their subjects[83].
They are however bearable for them, after all, as is
taught by experience; not so for the kings themselves,
the very roots of whose power they undermine.
20. 'Why, then, here say much? Not capable of
conniving at a state of things which must lead to your
ruin, the Sibis have taken this resolution. The royal
prince must withdraw to Mount Vaṅka, the residence
of the Siddhas; there he may exert his penance.'
Being so addressed for his good in very harsh terms
by those dignitaries, who moved by affection and love
spoke frankly, foreseeing the calamities to be expected
from bad policy, the king was ashamed of the wrath
of the chiefs of his people, and with downcast eyes,
overwhelmed by the sorrowful thought of a separation
from his son, he heaved a deep, woeful sigh, and said
to the Sibis: 'If this is your peremptory decision, allow
him, at least, the delay of one day and night. Tomorrow
at day-break Visvantara shall accomplish your
desire.' This answer satisfied the Sibis. Then the
king said to his chamberlain: 'Go and tell Visvantara
what has happened.' The chamberlain said he would
do so, and, his face bathed in tears, went to Visvantara,
who was at that moment in his own palace. Overwhelmed
by his sorrow, he threw himself at the
feet of the prince, weeping aloud. Then Visvantara
anxiously inquired after the health of the royal family;
the other said in a voice rather indistinct by affliction:
'O, the royal family is well.' 'But why are you thus
excited, then?' Visvantara replied. Being so asked
once more, the chamberlain whose throat was choked
with tears, uttered slowly and in a faltering tone these
words, interrupting and disturbing them by his sobs:
21. 'Brusquely disregarding the royal command,
though it was declared to them in gentle terms, the
Sibis, moved by anger, order you to be banished from
the kingdom, my prince.'
Visvantara said: 'Me ... the Sibis ... order to
be banished, moved by anger! What you say is out
of all reason.
22. 'Never did I take delight in leaving the path of
discipline, and I detest carelessness about my duties.
What evil action of mine, unknown to me, makes the
Sibis angry with me?'
The chamberlain said: 'They are offended at your
exceeding loftiness of mind.
23, 24. 'Your satisfaction was pure by the disinterested
feeling you experienced, but that of those
mendicants was troubled by cupidity. When you gave
away that foremost of elephants, O most noble prince,
wrath put the Sibis out of patience and caused them to
transgress the limits of their duty. They are furious
against you. You must go, indeed, the way of those
who live as ascetics.'
At this moment the Bodhisattva displayed both his
deeply-rooted affection for the mendicants which his
continuous practice of compassion had firmly established,
and his grand, immense patience. He said:
'The nature of the Sibis is fickle, and they cannot
understand mine, it seems.
25. 'The objects of sense being outside of ourselves,
it is superfluous to say that I would give away my
eyes or my head[84]. For the benefit of the creatures
I support this body, how much more the possession of
clothes and vehicles.
26. 'Me, wanting to honour the requests of the
mendicants, if need be, with my own limbs, the Sibis
believe to restrain from charity by fear! So considering,
they do but unfold their foolish fickleness of
mind.
27. 'Let all Sibis kill me or banish me, I shall not
desist from charity for that reason. With this mind
I am ready to set out for the penance-grove.'
After this, the Bodhisattva said to his wife, who had
turned pale while hearing the sad news: 'Your Highness
has heard the resolution of the Sibis.' Madrî[85]
replied: 'I have.' Visvantara said:
28. 'Now make a deposit, fair-eyed one, of all your
property, taking what you have got from my part as
well as from your father's side[86].'
Madrî answered: 'Where shall I lay the deposit,
my prince?' Visvantara spoke:
29, 30. 'You must always give in charity to people
of good conduct, embellishing your bounty by kind
observance. Goods deposited in this manner are imperishable
and follow us after death. Be a loving
daughter to your parents-in-law, a careful mother to
our children. Continue in pious conduct, beware of
inadvertence; but do not mourn for my absence, will
you?'
Upon this, Madrî, avoiding what might impair the
firmness of mind of her husband, suppressed the deep
sorrow that put her heart to anguish, and said with
feigned calmness:
31, 32. 'It is not right, Your Majesty, that you should
go to the forest alone. I too will go with you where
you must go, my lord. When attending on you, even
death will be a festival to me; but living without you
I deem worse than death.
'Nor do I think the forest-life to be unpleasant at
all. Do but consider it well.
33. 'Removed from wicked people, haunted by deer,
resounding with the warbling of manifold birds, the
penance-groves with their rivulets and trees, both
intact, with their grass-plots which have the loveliness
of inlaid lapis lazuli floors, are by far more pleasing
than our artificial gardens.
'Indeed, my prince,
34. 'When beholding these children neatly dressed
and adorned with garlands, playing in the wild shrubs,
you will not think of your royalty.
35. 'The water-carrying brooks, overhung by natural
bowers of perpetually renewed beauty, varying according
to the succession of the seasons, will delight you
in the forest.
36, 37. 'The melodious music of the songs of birds
longing for the pleasure of love, the dances of the
peacocks whom Lasciviousness has taught that art, the
sweet and praised buzzing of the honey-seeking bees:
they make together a forest-concert that will rejoice
your mind.
38. 39. 'Further, the rocks overspread at night with
the silk garment of moonlight; the soft-stroking forest
wind impregnated with the scent of flowering trees;
the murmuring noise of the rivulets, pushing their
waters over moving gravel so as to imitate the sound
of a number of rattling female ornaments—all this will
gladden your mind in the forest.'
This entreaty of his well-beloved wife filled him with
a great desire to set out for the forest. Therefore he
prepared to bestow great largesses on the mendicant
people.
But in the king's palace the news of the banishment
pronounced upon Visvantara caused great alarm
and violent lamentations. Likewise the mendicants,
agitated by sorrow and grief, became almost beside
themselves, or behaved as if they were intoxicated or
mad, and uttered many and various lamentations of
this kind:
40. 'How is it that Earth does not feel ashamed,
permitting the hatchets to hew down that shady tree,
her foster-child, the giver of such sweet fruits? It is
now plain she has been deprived of consciousness.'
41. 'If no one will prevent those who are about to
destroy that well of cold, pure, and sweet water, then
in truth the guardians of the world-quarters are falsely
named so, or they are absent, or they are nothing but
a mere sound.'
42. 'Oh! Indeed Injustice is awake and Righteousness
either asleep or dead, since prince Visvantara is
banished from his reign.'
43. 'Who possesses such a refined skill in occasioning
distress, as to have the cruelty to aim at starving us,
the guiltless, who obtain a scanty livelihood by
begging?'
The Bodhisattva then gave away his wealth. He
bestowed on the mendicants the contents of his treasury,
filled to the very top with precious stones, gold, and
silver, of the value of many hundred thousands; his
magazines and granaries, containing stores of manifold
goods and grains; all his other property, consisting of
slaves of both sexes, beasts of draught, carriages,
garments and the like. The whole of this he distributed
according to the merit of the recipients.
This being done, he paid his respectful homage to his
father and mother, taking leave of them, who were
overwhelmed with sadness and grief. Then he mounted
his royal chariot with his wife and children. He left
the capital, while a great body of people uttered
lamentations, the streets being as noisy as on a holiday;
nor did he succeed without difficulty in making the
crowd turn back, who followed him out of affection,
shedding tears of sorrow. Then himself taking the
reins, he drove in the direction of Mount Vaṅka.
And without the least agitation of mind he passed
along the environs of the capital, crowned with charming
gardens and groves, and approached the forest,
betokened by the gradually increasing rareness of shady
trees and of human beings, the sight of flocks of
antelopes running at a far distance, and the chirping of
crickets. Now by chance some Brâhmans came to
meet him, who begged from him the horses that were
drawing his chariot.
44. And he, though on a journey of many yoganas
without attendants, and burdened with his wife, gave
away to these Brâhmans his four horses, being rejoiced
at this opportunity of giving, and not caring for the
future.
Now, when the Bodhisattva was about to put himself
under the yoke, and was fastening the girth tightly round
his waist, there appeared four young Yakshas, under
the form of red deer. Like well-trained excellent
horses they put their shoulders under the yoke themselves.
On seeing them, the Bodhisattva said to
Madrî, who stared at them with joy and surprise:
45. 'Behold the extraordinary might of the penance-groves
honoured by the residence of ascetics. Their
kindness towards guests has in this degree taken root
in the breast of the foremost of deer.'
Madrî replied:
46. 'This is rather your superhuman power, I suppose.
The practice of virtue by the pious, however
deeply rooted, is not the same with respect to everybody.
47. 'When the beautiful reflection of the stars in the
water is surpassed by the laughing lustre of the night-waterlilies,
the cause thereof is to be found in the
beams which the Moon-god sends down as if out of
curiosity[87].'
While they were going on, so speaking to each other
kind words of affection, see, another Brâhman came
near, and asked the Bodhisattva for his royal chariot.
48. And the Bodhisattva, as he was indifferent to
his own comfort, but to the beggars a loving kinsman,
fulfilled the wish of that Brâhman.
He gladly caused his family to alight from the
chariot, presented the Brâhman with it, and taking
Gâlin, his boy, in his arms, he continued his way on
foot. Madrî, she too free from sadness, took the girl,
Krishnâginâ, in her arms and marched after him.
49. The trees, stretching out to him their branches
adorned at their ends with charming fruits, invited
him, as it were, to enjoy their hospitality, and paying
homage to his merit-obtained dignity, bowed to him
like obedient disciples, when they got sight of him.
50. And, where he longed for water, in those very
places lotus-ponds appeared to his eyes, covered on
their surface with the white and reddish-brown pollen
fallen down from the anthers of the lotuses shaken by
the wing-movements of the swans.
51. The clouds overspread him with a beautiful
canopy; there blew an agreeable and odoriferous wind;
and his path was shortened by Yakshas not enduring
his labour and fatigue.
In this manner the Bodhisattva with his wife and children
experienced the pleasure and the delight of a walk,
without feeling the sensation of weariness, just as if he
were in some park, and at last he perceived Mount
Vaṅka. Being showed the way by some foresters, he
went up to the penance-forest which was on that
mountain. This forest was beset with manifold charming
and smooth-barked, excellent trees, with their ornaments
of twigs, flowers, and fruits; birds exulting with
lust made it resound with their various notes; groups
of dancing peacocks enhanced its beauty; many kinds
of deer lived in it. It was encircled as with a girdle by
a river of pure, blue water, and the wind was agreeable
there, carrying red flower-dust. In this grove stood
a desert hut of leaves, lovely to behold, and pleasing in
every season. Visvakarman himself had built it by
the orders of Sakra. There the Bodhisattva took up
his residence.
52. Attended by his beloved wife, enjoying the
artless and sweet talk of his children, not thinking of
the cares of royalty, like one who is staying in his
gardens, he practised in that grove strong penance for
half a year.
One day, when the princess had gone to seek roots
and fruits, and the prince watching the children kept
himself within the borders of the hermitage, there
arrived a Brâhman, whose feet and ankles were stiff
with the dust of the journey, and whose eyes and
cheeks were sunken by toil; he was bearing over his
shoulder a wooden club, from which his waterpot hung
down. His wife had despatched him with the pressing
errand, to go and search after some attendance. When
the Bodhisattva saw a mendicant coming up to him
after a long time, his heart rejoiced, and his countenance
began to beam. He went to meet him, and welcomed
him with kind words. After the usual complimentary
conversation he told him to enter the hermitage,
where he entertained him with the honour due to
a guest. Then he asked him the object of his coming.
And the Brâhman, who through fondness for his wife
had banished virtue and shame and was but eager
to receive his boon, said in truth something like this:
53. 'Where a light is and an even road, there it
is easy for men to go. But in this world the darkness
of selfishness prevails to such a degree that no other
men would support my words of request.
54. 'Thy brilliant renown of heroic almsgiving
has penetrated everywhere. For this reason I have
undertaken this labour of begging from thee. Give me
both thy children to be my attendants.'
Being so addressed, the Bodhisattva, that Great
Being,
55. As he was in the habit of cheerfully giving to
mendicants and had never learnt to say no, bravely
said that he would give even both his darlings.
'Bless thee! But what art thou still waiting for?'
Thus speaking the Brâhman urged the Great Being.
Now the children, having heard their father saying
he would give them away, became afflicted, and their
eyes filled with tears. His affection for them agitated
him, and made his heart sink. So the Bodhisattva
spoke:
56, 57. 'They are thine, being given by me to thee.
But their mother is not at home. She went out to the
forest in search of roots and fruits; she will come
back at evening-time. Let their mother see them,
neatly dressed as they are now and bearing wreaths,
and kiss[88] them (farewell). Rest this night here;
to-morrow thou shalt carry them away.'
The Brâhman said: 'Thy Reverence ought not
to urge me.
58. 'A metaphorical name of womankind is "beautiful
charmers[89]," thou knowest. She might prove
a hindrance to the fulfilment of thy promise. Therefore
I do not like staying here.'
The Bodhisattva said: 'Do not think of that. My
wife will not obstruct the fulfilment of my promise.
She is in fact the companion of my pious practice[90].
But do as pleases Thy Reverence. Yet, great
Brâhman, thou shouldst consider this:
59-61. 'How should these children satisfy thy
wants by slavework? They are very young and weak
and have never been accustomed to such kind of
occupation. But the king of Sibi, their grandfather,
seeing them fallen into this state of bondage, will
doubtlessly give thee as much money as thou desirest
to redeem them. Well, for this reason I pray thee,
take them to his realm. When acting thus, thou
wilt get the possession of great wealth and at the
same time of righteousness.'
'No' (said the Brâhman), 'I do not venture to
come to this king with an offer which would
excite his anger; he would be unapproachable like a
snake.
62. 'He would have the children torn from me
by force, perhaps he would also inflict punishment
on me. I shall bring them rather to my Brâhmanî
that they may attend on her.'
Upon this the Bodhisattva said nothing but: 'Then
as thou likest,' without finishing the sentence. He
instructed the little ones with persuasive words how
they had to act in accordance with their new condition
of servants; after which he took the waterpot, bending
it over the outstretched hand of the Brâhman, greedy
to accept the ratification of the gift.
63. Yielding to his effort, the water poured down
from the pot, and at the same time tears fell without
effort from his eyes resembling dark red lotus-petals.
Overjoyed with his success, agitated by his excitement,
and hastening to carry off the children of the
Bodhisattva, the Brâhman uttered a short phrase of
benediction, and telling the children with a harsh
voice of command to go out, he prepared to make
them leave the hermitage. They, however, could not
bear the too intense grief of separation, their hearts
shrunk together and they embraced the feet of their
father. Bathed in tears, they exclaimed:
64. 'Mother is out of doors, while you are about to
give us away. Do not give us away before we have
bidden adieu to mother too.'
Now the Brâhman reflected: 'The mother will return
erelong, or it is likely that his paternal love will make
him repent.' Thus considering, he tied their hands like
a bundle of lotuses with a creeper, and as they were
reluctant and looked back at their father, he began to
drag those young and delicate children along with him,
threatening them. At this moment Krishnâginâ the
girl, having never before experienced a sudden calamity,
cried out with tears to her father:
65. 66. 'This cruel Brâhman, father, hurts me with
a creeper. No, it is no Brâhman, to be sure. Brahmans
are righteous, they say. It is an ogre under
the guise of a Brâhman. Certainly he carries us off
to eat us. Why do you suffer us, father, to be led
away by this ogre?'
And Gâlin the boy lamented on account of his
mother, saying:
67. 'I do not suffer so much by the violence of
this Brâhman, as by the absence of mother. It is
as if my heart is pierced by grief that I did not
see her.
68. 'Oh! certainly, mother will weep for us for a
long time in the empty hermitage, like the bird
kâtaka[91] whose little ones have been killed.
69. 'How will mother behave, when coming back
with the many roots and fruits she has gathered in
the forest for us, she will find the hermitage empty?
70. 'Here, father, are our toy horses, elephants, and
chariots. Half of them you must give to mother,
that she may assuage her grief therewith.
71. 'You must also present to her our respectful
salutations and withhold her at any rate from afflicting
herself; for it will be difficult for us, father, to see you
and her again.
72. 'Come, Krishnâ, let us die. Of what use is
life to us? We have been delivered by the prince
to a Brâhman who is in want of money.'
After so speaking they parted. But the Bodhisattva,
though his mind was shaken by these most
piteous laments of his children, did not move from
the place where he was sitting. While representing
to himself that it is not right to repent having given,
his heart was burnt by the fire of irremediable grief,
and his mind became troubled, as though it were
paralysed by torpor occasioned by poison. The fanning
of the cool wind made him soon recover his
senses, and seeing the hermitage noiseless and silent,
as it were, being devoid of his children, he said to
himself in a voice choked with tears:
73. 'How is it possible that this man did not
scruple to strike my very heart before my very eyes in
my children?[92] O, fie on that shameless Brâhman!
74. 'How may they be capable of making the
journey, going bare-footed, unable to bear fatigue by
reason of their tender age, and become servants to
that man?
75. 'Who will afford rest to them, when they are
way-worn and exhausted? Whom may they go and
ask, if vexed by the suffering of hunger and thirst?
76. 'If this sorrow strikes even me, the earnest
striver after firmness of mind, what then will be the
condition of those little ones, brought up in ease?
77. 'Oh! the separation from my children is to my
mind like a burning fire.... Nevertheless, who, holding
on to the righteous conduct of the virtuous, would
give way to repentance?'
In the meanwhile Madrî was disquieted by ill omens
and prognostics, the foretokens of some accident.
Desiring therefore to get back with her roots and
fruits as soon as possible, she was obstructed on the
way by ferocious animals, and was obliged to return
to the hermitage by a long circuitous way. And
when she did not see her children neither on the way,
where they were used to come to meet her, nor in
the playground, her uneasiness greatly increased.
78. Apprehending evil because of these dreadful
sensations of danger, she was agitated and anxious,
and looked round about if she might get sight of
the children; then she called them. Receiving no
answer, she began to lament, being sore with grief.
79. 'Formerly the hermitage, resounding with the
shouts of my children, appeared to me a much-frequented
region; now not perceiving them, I feel
myself helpless in the very same place as in a wilderness.
80. 'But perhaps they have fallen asleep and are
slumbering, tired with playing. Or should they have
gone astray in the thicket? Or should they have
hidden themselves out of childishness, being displeased
that I was so long in coming home?
81. 'But why do not yonder birds warble? Are
they perhaps bewildered, having witnessed mischief
done to the children? Can it be that my darlings have
been carried away by that very rapid stream, which is
eagerly pushing forth its dashing waves?
'Oh! that my suspicions may prove to be groundless
and false even now, and the prince and the children
be well! Oh! may the evil-boding prognostics find
their fulfilment on my body! But why then is my
heart big with sadness because of them? Why is it
enwrapt in the night of sorrow and as if it would sink
away? Why is it that my limbs seem to slacken,
that I am no more able to discern the objects around
me, that this grove, deprived of its lustre, seems to
turn round?'
Having entered the hermitage-ground and put aside
her roots and fruits, she went to her husband. After
performing the usual salutation, she asked him for the
children. Now the Bodhisattva, knowing the tenderness
of a mother's love and also considering that bad
news is hard to be told, was not able to make any
answer.
82. It is a very difficult matter for a pitiful man,
indeed, to torment with evil tidings the mind of one
who has come to him and deserves to hear pleasant
words.
Then Madrî thought: 'Surely, some ill has befallen
the children; his silence must be the effect of his
being overwhelmed by grief and sadness,' and almost
stricken with stupor she stared about the hermitage,
but saw no children. And again she said in a voice
rather indistinct by smothered tears:
83. 'I do not see the children, and you do not speak
anything to me! Alas! I am wretched, I am forlorn.
This silence speaks of some great evil.'
No sooner had she said these words, than overpowered
by the sorrow that tortured her heart, she
sank down like a creeper violently cut off. The
Bodhisattva prevented her from falling to the ground,
clasping his arms round her, and brought her to a grass
couch, on which lying and being sprinkled with cold
water she recovered her senses. Then he endeavoured
to comfort her, saying:
84. 'I have not told the sad news straightway to
you, Madrî, for firmness is not to be expected of
a mind rendered weak by affection.
85. 'See, a Brâhman suffering from old age and
poverty has come to me. To him I have given both
children. Be appeased and do not mourn.
86. 'Look at me, Madrî, do not look for the children,
nor indulge in lamentations. Do not strike
anew my heart, still pierced by the dart of sorrow on
account of the children.
87. 'When asked for my life, should I be able to
withhold it? Take this in account, my love, and
approve the gift I have made of the children.'
Madrî, whom the suspicion of the death of her
children had put to anguish, now hearing by these
words that they were alive, began to recover from her
fright and affliction. She wiped away her tears with
the object of comforting and strengthening her husband;
then looking up, she beheld (something) that
made her speak with amazement to her husband:
'A wonder! A wonder! To say it in a few words,
88. 'Surely, even the Celestials are wrapt in admiration
at your heart being up to this point inaccessible
to selfish feelings.
89. 'This is evident from the sounds of the divine
drums, echoing in all directions. It is in order to celebrate
your glory, that Heaven has composed the hymn
which it thus pronounces in distinct language from
afar.
90. 'Earth shakes, trembling, I suppose, from exultation,
as is indicated by the heaving of her breasts, the
huge mountains. Golden flowers, falling down from
heaven, make the sky appear as if it were illuminated
by lightnings.
91. 'Leave, then, grief and sadness. That you have
given away in charity must rather tend to brighten up
your mind. Become again the well that affords benefit
to the creatures, and a giver as before!'
Now the surface of Earth being shaken, Sumeru,
the lord of mountains, radiant with the lustre of its
manifold gems, began to waver. Sakra, the Lord of
the Devas, inquiring into the cause of the earthquake,
was informed of it by the regents of the world-quarters,
who, with eyes expanding with amazement, told him
that it had been caused by Visvantara giving away his
children. Excited with joy and surprise, next day at
day-break he went into the presence of Visvantara,
feigning to be a Brâhman come to him as a mendicant.
The Bodhisattva showed him the hospitality due to
a guest, after which he asked him to bring forth his
request. Then Sakra begged him for his wife.
92. 'The practice of almsgiving in virtuous persons,'
he said, 'comes as little to its end as the water in great
lakes dries up. For this reason I ask thee for that
woman there who is looking like a deity. Her, thy
wife, give to me, I pray thee.'
The Bodhisattva did not lose his firmness of mind,
however, and made the promise of giving her.
93. Then taking Madrî with his left hand and the
waterpot with his right, he poured down water on the
hand of the Brâhman, but fire of grief on the mind of
the Love-god[93].
94. No anger arose in Madrî's breast, nor did she
weep, for she knew her husband's nature. Only
keeping her eyes fixed on him, she stood like an
image, stupefied by the excessive heaviness of that
fresh burden of suffering.
On beholding this, Sakra, the Lord of the Devas,
affected with the utmost admiration, magnified the
Great Being.
95. 'Oh! the wide distance which is between the
conduct of the righteous and that of the impious! How
will those who have not purified their hearts be even
capable of believing this great performance?
96. 'To cherish an affectionate wife and much-beloved
children, and yet to give them up, obeying
the self-imposed vow of detachment—is it possible to
conceive any loftiness like this?
97. 'When thy glory will be spread throughout the
world by the tales of those who are enthusiastic about
thy virtues, the brilliant reputations of others will disappear
in thine, beyond doubt, just as the other
luminaries dissolve in the splendour of the sunlight.
98. 'Even now this superhuman fact of thine is
praisingly approved by the Yakshas, the Gandharvas,
the snakes, and by the Devas, Vâsava[94] included.'
After so speaking, Sakra reassumed his own brilliant
figure and made himself known to the Bodhisattva.
Which being done, he said:
99.
'To thee I now give back Madrî, thy wife.
Where else should moonshine stay but with the moon?
100. 'Nor shouldst thou be anxious about the
separation from thy son and daughter, nor grieve for
the loss of thy royal dignity. Before long thy father
will come to thee, accompanied by both thy children,
and provide his kingdom with a protector, re-establishing
thee in thy high rank.'
Having said these words, Sakra disappeared on the
spot.
And that Brâhman, in consequence of Sakra's power,
brought the children of the Bodhisattva to the very
land of Sibi. And when the Sibis and Samgaya, their
king, heard of the Bodhisattva's performance of the
greatest compassion, hard to be done by others, their
hearts became soft with tenderness. They redeemed
the children from the hand of the Brâhman, and having
obtained the pardon of Visvantara, led him back and
reinstated him in his royal dignity.
[In this way, then, the behaviour of a Bodhisattva
is exceedingly marvellous. For this reason such distinguished
beings as strive for that state, must not be
despised or hindered. This story is also to be adduced,
when discoursing on the Tathâgata and when treating
of listening with attention to the preaching of the
Law.]
Visvantara's birth being the last but one of the Lord, the person of
that charitable king is held very high among Buddhists. His largesses
are also considered to constitute the highest degree of practising the
pâramitâ of charity. In the memorable night which preceded his
attainment of the Buddhahood, the Sâkya prince had but to refer to
his actions in the Visvantara-existence to demonstrate his having fulfilled
that pâramitâ. In the Pâli Gâtaka that existence forms the
subject-matter of the longest and last tale of the collection, but since
it is the last, it is still unpublished; its contents, however, have been
communicated by Spence Hardy in his 'Manual of Budhism' (pp. 118-127
of the second edition). From hence Prof. Kern borrowed his
exposition of the tale in his Geschiedenis van het Buddhisme, I,
pp. 303-317, to which he added copious notes with the object of
exploring and expounding the mythological substratum which underlies
it. It is curious to compare the redaction of the Pâli Gâtaka with that
of Sûra. The latter omitted purposely, it seems, some particulars,
for instance, the name of the old Brâhman, that of the mother of
Visvantara, and the etymology of his name; his narration is different
in some slight details. But the main features are the same, likewise in
the redaction of the Kariyâpitaka, where Visvantara's story is No. 9 of
the dânaparamitâ and is told in 58 slokas. From this version it
appears that the earthquake, caused by the great liberality of the
prince, is something most essential; or rather the earthquakes, for this
miracle occurred seven times, once, when he took the determination
[not mentioned by Sûra] of giving his heart, eyes, flesh or blood, if
requested; secondly, after the gift of the white elephant; thirdly,
when he had made his great largesses preceding his withdrawal to Mount
Vaṅka; fourthly and fifthly, after giving his children and his wife;
the sixth time was when he met again with his father and mother in the
forest; the seventh at his entrance in his capital. The sevenfold earthquake
is also discussed in the Milinda Pañha, 119 foll. Cp. also the
parallel performance told of the Bodhisattva, who afterwards was
Maṅgala Buddha (Fausb. Gât. I, p. 31, translated by Rhys Davids,
Birth-Stories, I, p. 33).
In Kshemendra's Avadânakalpalatâ the story of Visvantara is
No. 23, not yet published.