Poems of The First Buddhist Women
Poems of The First Buddhist Women
Editorial Board
Francesca Orsini
Sheldon Pollock
Sunil Sharma
David Shulman
POEMS OF THE FIRST BUDDHIST
WOMEN
A Translation of the Therigatha
Translated by
CHARLES HALLISEY
978-0-674-25919-5 (EPUB)
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Therika
Spoken by the Buddha to her
Mutta
Spoken by the Buddha to her
Punna
Spoken by the Buddha to her
Tissa
Spoken by the Buddha to her
Tissa,5 train yourself strictly, don’t let 4
what can hold you back overwhelm you.
When you are free from everything that holds you back
you can live in the world
without the depravities that ooze out from within.
Another Tissa
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Tissa,6 hold fast to good things, don’t let the moment escape. 5
Those who end up in hell cry over moments now past.
Dhira
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Vira
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Mitta
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Bhadra
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Upasama
Addressing herself, repeating what was spoken by the Buddha to her
Mutta
The9 name I am called by means freed 11
and I am quite free, well-free from three crooked things,
mortar, pestle, and husband with his own crooked thing.
I am freed from birth and death,
what leads to rebirth has been rooted out.
Dhammadinna
She10 who has given rise to the wish for freedom 12
and is set on it, shall be clear in mind.
One whose heart is not caught in the pleasures of the senses,
one who is bound upstream,11 will be freed.
Visakha
Do12 what the Buddha taught, 13
there’s nothing to be sorry about after doing it.
Quick, wash the feet, sit down off to one side.
Sumana
Once13 you see as suffering 14
even the basic bits that make up everything,14
you won’t be born again,
calm is how you will live
once you discard the desire for more lives.
Uttara
Self-controlled15 with the body, 15
with speech, and with the mind,
having pulled out craving down to the root,
I have become cool, free.
Dhamma
Wandering17 about for alms, 17
but weak, leaning on a stick with limbs shaking,
I fell to the ground right there,
and seeing the danger in the body, my heart was freed.
Sangha
Abandoning18 houses, going forth, 18
giving up son,19 livestock, and all that is dear,
leaving behind desire, anger, and ignorance,
discarding them all,
having pulled out craving down to the root,
I have become cool, I am free.