So I have heard. At one time the Buddha was staying near Sāvatthī in Jeta’s Grove, Anāthapiṇḍika’s monastery. Then Māra the Wicked went up to the Buddha and addressed him in verse: “There’s a mental snare
wandering in midair. I’ll bind you with it— you won’t escape me, ascetic!” “Sights, sounds, tastes, smells,
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yvāyaṁ carati mānaso; Tena taṁ bādhayissāmi, na me samaṇa mokkhasī”ti. “Rūpā saddā rasā gandhā,
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and touches so delightful: desire for these is gone from me. You’re beaten, terminator!” Then Māra the Wicked, thinking, “The Buddha knows me! The Holy One knows me!” miserable and sad, vanished right there.
So I have heard. At one time the Buddha was staying near Sāvatthī in Jeta’s Grove, Anāthapiṇḍika’s monastery. Then Māra the Wicked went up to the Buddha and addressed him in verse: “There’s a mental snare
wandering in midair. I’ll bind you with it— you won’t escape me, ascetic!” “Sights, sounds, tastes, smells,
PL
yvāyaṁ carati mānaso; Tena taṁ bādhayissāmi, na me samaṇa mokkhasī”ti. “Rūpā saddā rasā gandhā,
EN
and touches so delightful: desire for these is gone from me. You’re beaten, terminator!” Then Māra the Wicked, thinking, “The Buddha knows me! The Holy One knows me!” miserable and sad, vanished right there.
Sutraya