The Dhammapada (Max Müller, 1881)第 11 品 · 英譯

146 How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this world is always burning? Why do you not seek a light, ye who are surrounded by darkness?146 How is there laughter, how is there joy, as this world is always burning? Why do you not seek a light, ye who are surrounded by darkness?147 Look at this dressed-up lump, covered with wounds, joined together, sickly, full of many thoughts, which has no strength, no hold!147 Look at this dressed-up lump, covered with wounds, joined together, sickly, full of many thoughts, which has no strength, no hold!148 This body is wasted, full of sickness, and frail; this heap of corruption breaks to pieces, life indeed ends in death.148 This body is wasted, full of sickness, and frail; this heap of corruption breaks to pieces, life indeed ends in death.

149 Those white bones, like gourds thrown away in the autumn, what pleasure is there in looking at them?149 Those white bones, like gourds thrown away in the autumn, what pleasure is there in looking at them?150 After a stronghold has been made of the bones, it is covered with flesh and blood, and there dwell in it old age and death, pride and deceit.150 After a stronghold has been made of the bones, it is covered with flesh and blood, and there dwell in it old age and death, pride and deceit.151 The brilliant chariots of kings are destroyed, the body also approaches destruction, but the virtue of good people never approaches destruction,--thus do the good say to the good.151 The brilliant chariots of kings are destroyed, the body also approaches destruction, but the virtue of good people never approaches destruction,--thus do the good say to the good.

152 A man who has learnt little, grows old like an ox; his flesh grows, but his knowledge does not grow.152 A man who has learnt little, grows old like an ox; his flesh grows, but his knowledge does not grow.153–154 Looking for the maker of this tabernacle, I shall have to run through a course of many births, so long as I do not find (him); and painful is birth again and again. But now, maker of the tabernacle, thou hast been seen; thou shalt not make up this tabernacle again. All thy rafters are broken, thy ridge-pole is sundered; the mind, approaching the Eternal (visankhara, nirvana), has attained to the extinction of all desires.153–154 Looking for the maker of this tabernacle, I shall have to run through a course of many births, so long as I do not find (him); and painful is birth again and again. But now, maker of the tabernacle, thou hast been seen; thou shalt not make up this tabernacle again. All thy rafters are broken, thy ridge-pole is sundered; the mind, approaching the Eternal (visankhara, nirvana), has attained to the extinction of all desires.

155 Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not gained treasure in their youth, perish like old herons in a lake without fish.155 Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not gained treasure in their youth, perish like old herons in a lake without fish.156 Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not gained treasure in their youth, lie, like broken bows, sighing after the past.156 Men who have not observed proper discipline, and have not gained treasure in their youth, lie, like broken bows, sighing after the past.