Weep for the living rather than the dead!
All creatures that a mortal form do take,
Four-footed beast and bird and hooded snake,
Yea men and angels all the same path tread.

Powerless to cope with fate, rejoiced to die,
Midst sad vicissitude of bliss and pain,
Why shedding idle tears should man complain,
And plunged in sorrow for a brother sigh?

Men versed in fraud and in excess grown old,
The untutored fool, e'en valiant men of might,
If worldly-wise and ignorant of right,
Wisdom itself as foolishness may hold.

[58] Thus did the Bodhisatta teach these men the Truth, and delivered them all from their sorrow.

The Master, after he had ended his religious exposition, revealed the Truths and identified the Birth:--At the conclusion of the Truths the landowner attained to fruition of the First Path: --"At that time the wise man who by his religious exposition delivered people from their sorrow was I myself."