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Dhp 146 · Visākhāyasahāyikānaṁvatthu
What is joy, what is laughter,when the flames are ever burning?Swathed in darkness,would you not seek a light?
Ko nu hāso kimānando,niccaṁ pajjalite sati;Andhakārena onaddhā,padīpaṁ na gavesatha.
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Dhp 147 · Sirimāvatthu
See this fancy puppet,a body built of sores,diseased, obsessed over,in which nothing lasts at all.
Passa cittakataṁ bimbaṁ,arukāyaṁ samussitaṁ;Āturaṁ bahusaṅkappaṁ,yassa natthi dhuvaṁ ṭhiti.
Dhp 148
Dhp 148 · Uttarātherīvatthu
This body is decrepit and frail,a nest of disease.This foul carcass falls apart,for life ends in death.
Parijiṇṇamidaṁ rūpaṁ,roganīḷaṁ pabhaṅguraṁ;Bhijjati pūtisandeho,maraṇantañhi jīvitaṁ.
Dhp 149
Dhp 149 · Sambahulaadhimānikabhikkhuvatthu
These dove-grey bonesare tossed away likedried gourds in the autumn—what joy is there in such a sight?
Yānimāni apatthāni,alābūneva sārade;Kāpotakāni aṭṭhīni,tāni disvāna kā rati.
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Dhp 150 · Janapadakalyāṇīrūpanandātherīvatthu
In this city built of bones,plastered with flesh and blood,old age and death are stashed away,along with conceit and contempt.
Aṭṭhīnaṁ nagaraṁ kataṁ,maṁsalohitalepanaṁ;Yattha jarā ca maccu ca,māno makkho ca ohito.
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Dhp 151 · Mallikādevīvatthu
Fancy chariots of kings wear out,and even this body gets old.But the truth of the good never gets old—so the good proclaim to the good.
Jīranti ve rājarathā sucittā,Atho sarīrampi jaraṁ upeti;Satañca dhammo na jaraṁ upeti,Santo have sabbhi pavedayanti.
Dhp 152
Dhp 152 · Lāḷudāyītheravatthu
A person of little learningages like an ox—their flesh grows,but not their wisdom.
Appassutāyaṁ puriso,balībaddhova jīrati;Maṁsāni tassa vaḍḍhanti,paññā tassa na vaḍḍhati.
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Dhp 153 · Udānavatthu
Transmigrating through countless rebirths,I’ve journeyed without reward,searching for the house-builder;painful is birth again and again.
Anekajātisaṁsāraṁ,sandhāvissaṁ anibbisaṁ;Gahakāraṁ gavesanto,dukkhā jāti punappunaṁ.
I’ve seen you, house-builder!You won’t build a house again!Your rafters are all broken,your roof-peak demolished.The mind, set on demolition,has reached the end of cravings.
Gahakāraka diṭṭhosi,puna gehaṁ na kāhasi;Sabbā te phāsukā bhaggā,gahakūṭaṁ visaṅkhataṁ;Visaṅkhāragataṁ cittaṁ,taṇhānaṁ khayamajjhagā.
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Dhp 155 · Mahādhanaseṭṭhiputtavatthu
When young they spurned the spiritual pathand failed to earn any wealth.Now they brood like old cranesin a pond bereft of fish.
Acaritvā brahmacariyaṁ,aladdhā yobbane dhanaṁ;Jiṇṇakoñcāva jhāyanti,khīṇamaccheva pallale.
When young they spurned the spiritual pathand failed to earn any wealth.Now they lie like spent arrows,bemoaning over things past.
Acaritvā brahmacariyaṁ,aladdhā yobbane dhanaṁ;Senti cāpātikhīṇāva,purāṇāni anutthunaṁ.
Jarāvaggo ekādasamo.