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Оглавление“My wealth is abundant,
my army powerful and great.
But blindness makes only death
attractive to me now.
Unable to see the faces of petitioners
gleam brightly with joyful serenity
at having their wishes fulfilled,
I have come to cherish death, Indra.”
“Enough of such thoughts!” Shakra answered. “Only good men achieve what you have attained. Let me ask you this instead:
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How can your mind still dwell on beggars
when they’ve brought you to this plight?
And then tell me, hiding nothing,
what conclusion your mind has reached.”
“Why do you insist on making me boast?” the king asked. “Nevertheless, lord of the gods, listen to these words:
If both in the past and present,
the petitioning voices of beggars
have been as dear to me as blessings,
may one of my eyes arise!”
Because of the power of the king’s affirmation of truth and because of his exceptional accumulation of merit, an eye appeared as soon as he uttered these words. It resembled the petal of a blue lotus and a piece of sapphire seemed to lie in its center. The king was filled with joy at the appearance of this miraculous eye and addressed Shakra once more:
