My teacher is the conqueror knowing all
And seeing all, the Master infinite
In pity, all the world’s physician, he.
And he it is by whom these truths are
taught,
Norm to Nibbana leading unsurpassed.
Within his rule I’ve won this
grieflessness.
* * * * * * *
Now when the robbers heard
the well-spoke
utterance of the sage,
They laid aside their knives, their arms,
and some forsook that trade,
And some besought that they might leave
the world for holy life …
- Buddhist Songs of the Wayfarers
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