The splendour of Asia: The story and teaching of the BuddhaBeck, L. Adams (Lily Adams)
Religion
The splendour of Asia: The story and teaching of the Buddha
Beck, L. Adams (Lily Adams)
Buddha (The concept)
Now this horse was of all most noble, high-maned, with flowing tail,
broad-backed, wide-browed, with round and claw-shaped nostrils, and he
stood regarding his lord, and there was prescience in his great eyes.
And the Prince soothed and caressed the strong neck, saying:
“O brave in fight and fearless, now put forth strength in a sterner
battle. To-night I ride far—even to the River of Eternal Life. I ride
far to seek deliverance—not for men only, but for all your kind also.
Therefore for your own sake, great horse,—for the sake of all that draw
the breath of life, carry me far—far this night.”
And so, springing upon the noble horse, he settled himself in the
saddle, and pacing quietly the horse went on his way. So they passed out
dreamlike, the man like the sun shining forth from his cloudy palaces,
the horse like the white cloud beneath him, drawing quiet breath because
no sound must awake the house of sleepers.
And it is told—but I know not—that four attendant divine spirits laid
their hands beneath the strong ringing hoofs to deaden the sound, and
that others, casting the watchmen into sleep, caused the heavy barred
gates to roll open slowly and noiselessly. But be that as it will it is
certain that the Prince passed out, and gaining the road before the
gates, stopped and turned, saying these words:
“Never again shall I come here—never again see this beloved place,
unless I conquer old age, disease, and death, for this is my quest.”
And it is told that divine voices in the air cried aloud:
“Well done. Well said.” And whether the Prince heard this or no I cannot
tell, but he rode on his way. And man and horse, strong of heart, went
far that night, so far that when the east flashed into light and the
world-wide radiance of the rising sun they stood beside great woods and
the habitations of those ascetics who had relinquished the world.
There, wearied, the royal horse himself stopped, to draw restful breath
and to drink the pure lymph of those crystalline streams. So the Prince
dismounted and looking into the horse’s eyes he said:
“You have borne me well.” And from that he turned to Channa, saying:
“And you, O faithfullest, swift-footed as a bird is swift-winged, long
have you followed me, and even before this night my heart was full of
gratitude, and I knew you as a true man,—strong of heart and strong of
body. But now I know more, for you have come with me utterly disdainful
of profit, courting danger and rebuke, and what shall I say to you? Many
words I cannot say—but only this. My heart will remember. But, here we
part—here is our relationship ended. Take my horse and return. For me
are births and deaths about to be ended.”
And taking off the chain of beaten gold and glimmering jewels which he
wore about his neck, he gave it to Channa, saying:
“Take this in remembrance. Let it console your grief.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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