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12) Ete sabbe gahetvÈna,
cuÓÓnetum iccharÈyapi,
Atthi ÔhÈmabalaÑ mayhaÑ,
pÈnagÈto na ruccati.
Hey Mara, I have the power to seize and pulverise you together with all your
hordes just by snapping my fingers; but I do not take the slightest delight in
taking other’s life, which is a wrong doing.
13) Imasssa gaÓÉupÈdassa,
avudhena balena kim
MeyhaÑ hi tena pÈpena,
sallÈpopi na ruccati.
What benefit will accrue if I make use of a weapon or physical strength
against this Mara who is just the size of an earthworm? True, I dislike even
to engage this much in conversation with this wicked Mara.
(Before the Bodhisatta uttered these bold words, Mara had questioned: ‚O Prince
Siddhattha, why are you occupying this Invincible Throne which belongs to me?‛
The Bodhisatta replied: ‚Who is the witness to prove that the Invincible Throne
belongs to you?‛ Mara Deva stretched out his hands, saying: ‚What is the use of
producing others as my witness, all the Mara troops, who are now in your
presence, are my witnesses.‛ At that moment crores of his hordes appeared
simultaneously making an uproar as if there was a landslide, shouting: ‚I am the
witness, I am the witness.‛ So the Bodhisatta, restraining the hordes of Mara,
recited the following verse with the intention of producing his witness.)
14) PallankaÑ mama bhÈvÈya
kimatthaÒÒena sakkhinÈ,
kampitÈ maddiyÈ dÈna
sakkhi hoti ayam mahÊ.
Hey Mara, because of my wish for this Invincible Throne, there was no
charity (
dÈna
) which I have not given; no morality (
sÊla
) which I have not
observed; no austerity (
dukkara
) which I have not practised throughout many
existences in many worlds. Hey Mara, let alone the Perfections of Charity,
etc., performed by me in my many existences in many worlds, even in just
one existence as Vessantara, when I performed great charities seven times,
reaching the height of my generosity with the giving away of Queen MaddÊ,
this great earth trembled a total of seven times. Now that I am sitting on this
Invincible Throne, in order to conquer the whole world, and your great Mara
armies came to make war upon me, why is this great earth remaining quiet
without trembling? Hey Mara, you have made your hordes to give false
evidence but this great earth, having no volition, is just and fair to you as
well as to Me, this great earth is impartial to you and Me, and having no
volition at all, will now be my witness.‛ So saying, the Bodhisatta brought his
glorious right hand from inside the robe and pointed towards the great earth
like a streak of lightning flashes from a cloud-opening.
At that very moment, the great earth revolved swiftly like a potter's wheel and rolled
violently. The sound from the earth caused the whole stretch of the sky to resound loudly,
like the rumbling of thunder. The seven mountain ranges, encircling Mount Meru as well as
the Himalaya mountain, made deep continuous sound. The whole of the ten thousand
world-systems rolled with frightening and fierce sounds, crackling and exploding like a
bamboo grove on fire. The entire cloudless sky was rumbling frighteningly as if parched
rice-grains were crackling with loud reports in a red hot pan; burning sparks rained down
profusely like a cascade of red hot embers; and thunderbolts crashed intermittently. Mara,
finding himself caught between the earth and the sky with continuous din and clamour,