The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume I)Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Religion
The Life or Legend of Gaudama, the Buddha of the Burmese (Volume I)
Bigandet, Paul Ambroise
Buddhism -- Burma; Burma -- Religion; Gautama Buddha
[E] _Remarks of the Burmese Translator._--When children are born
they appear in this world covered all over their bodies with
impure and disgusting substances. But an exception was made in
favour of our infant Phralaong. He was born without the least
stain of offending impurity; he was ushered into this world,
pure and resplendent, like a fine ruby placed on a piece of the
richest cloth of Kathika. He left his mother's womb with his
feet and hands stretched out, exhibiting the dignified
countenance of a Pundit descending from the place where he has
expounded the law. Though both mother and child were exempt from
the humiliating miseries common to all other human beings, there
came down from the skies upon both, by way of a respectful
offering, gentle showers of cold and warm water, succeeding each
other alternately in a regular order.
From the hands of the four chiefs of Brahmas, four chiefs of Nats
received the blessed child, whom they handed over to men, who placed him
on a beautiful white cloth. But to the astonishment of all, he freed
himself from the hands of those attending upon him, and stood in a firm
and erect position on the ground, when casting a glance towards the
east, more than one thousand worlds appeared like a perfectly levelled
plain. All the Nats inhabiting those worlds made offerings of flowers
and perfumes, exclaiming with exultation, "An exalted personage has made
his appearance;--who can ever be compared to him? who has ever equalled
him? He is indeed the most excellent of all beings." Phralaong looked
again towards the three other directions. Raising his eyes upwards, and
then lowering them down, he saw that there was no being equal to him.
Conscious of his superiority, he jumped over a distance of seven lengths
of a foot, in a northern direction, exclaiming,--"This is my last birth;
there shall be to me no other state of existence; I am the greatest of
all beings."[3] He then began to walk steadily in the same direction. A
chief of Brahmas held over his head the white umbrella.[4] A Nat carried
the golden fan. Other Nats held in their hands the golden sword, the
golden slippers, the cope set with the rarest precious stones, and other
royal insignia.[F]
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