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and a large jeweled earring; And a four-legged couch, like the color of flax flowers. 131. And two suitable wives, and a bull, and a hundred cows; I will rule the kingdom righteously, you are of great help to me, hunter. 132. Agriculture and trade, lending money, and gleaning, O hunter; With these, support your family, do not commit evil again. 133. These geese are departing, with crooked bodies, driven by fear; Green-skinned, golden-colored, please, fair-faced one, depart. 134. My relatives, abandoning me, who have fallen into a snare; Go without looking back, why do you lag behind? 135. Just so O best of flyers, there is no companionship for the bound; Do not waste your time for nothing, good-faced one, depart as you wish. 136. I will not abandon you, Dhataraṭṭha, saying "I am overwhelmed with suffering"; My life or death will be with you. 137. This is noble and good, what you, good-faced one, speak; And I, testing that, released this flyer. 138. The bird, moving in the sky, goes without a trace; You did not perceive the snare from afar, O best of excellent geese. 139. When a person is doomed, at the end of life; Then even when near, he does not perceive the net and the snare. 140. These geese depart, crooked-bodied ones, driven by fear; Green-skinned, golden-hued one, you alone are left behind. 141. These birds, having eaten and drunk, depart; The crooked-bodied ones, not looking back, you alone attend. 142. Why do you, a released bird, attend the bound one? The birds depart, leaving behind; why are you alone left behind? 143. That bird is my king, my friend, and dear as life to me; I will not abandon him, until the end of time. 144. Since you, for the sake of your friend, wish to give up your life; I release your companion; let the king be your follower. 145. Thus, O fowler, rejoice, with all your relatives; Just as I rejoice today, seeing the king of birds released. 146. Is all well with you, sir? Is all healthy with you, sir? Do you rule this prosperous kingdom righteously? 147. All is well with me, O goose, and all is healthy, O goose; And I rule this prosperous kingdom righteously. 148. Is there no fault found among your ministers, sir? Are your enemies far away, like a shadow to the south? 149. Indeed, no fault is found among my ministers; And my enemies are far away. to me, like a shadow from the south. 150. I hope your wife is suitable, obedient, speaking pleasantly; Endowed with sons, beauty, and fame, following your will. 151. Yes, my wife is suitable, obedient, speaking pleasantly; Endowed with sons, beauty, and fame, following my will. 152. I hope you have many sons, well-born, O increaser of the kingdom; Endowed with the swiftness of wisdom, they rejoice everywhere. 153. One hundred and one sons are mine, O Dhataraṭṭha, born to me; To them, tell their duty, they will not reject your word. 154. Even if one is endowed with birth or with discipline; If he applies himself afterwards, in difficulty, in dangers, he fails. 155. For him whose wisdom is diminished, a great fault arises; Like one blind at night, he perceives only gross forms. 156. Knowing the substantial in the unsubstantial, he finds no understanding at all; Like a Sarabha in a mountain pass, he sinks midway. 157. Even if one is of low birth, an energetic, resolute man; Endowed with good conduct and virtue, he shines like fire at night. 158. Taking this simile of mine, instruct your sons in knowledge; They will grow well, the wise ones, like seeds in a field with rain. The Sixth Cūḷahaṃsa Jātaka. 503. The Sattigumba Jātaka (7) 159. The great king, a deer hunter, chief of chariots of the Pañcālas; Went forth with his army, and came to the forest. 160. There he saw in the wilderness, a hut made by thieves; Coming out from that hut, a parrot spoke harsh words. 161. A well-equipped man, young, with well-polished earrings; He shines with a red turban, he shines like the sun by day. 162. When it was midday, the king was asleep with his charioteer; "Come on, let us take all his ornaments by force!" 163. In the middle of the night, Now, in secret, the king with his charioteer sleeps. Taking his clothes and jeweled earrings, we will beat him with branches and cover him up. 164. Why do you speak like a madman, O Spear-Bush? Kings are indeed hard to approach, like a blazing fire. 165. But you, hanging upside down, drunk, roar out coarse words. Why do you despise my mother, who is naked? 166. Get up quickly, friend, harness the chariot, charioteer. This bird does not please me; let us go to another hermitage. 167. The chariot is harnessed, great king, and the strong steeds are yoked. Mount it, great king; let us go to another hermitage. 168. Where have all those gone, who were my attendants here? There goes the Pañcāla, freed by their absence. 169. Take your bows, spears and javelins. There goes the Pañcāla; do not let him escape alive. 170. Then another, a parrot with a red beak, welcomed him. "Welcome, great king, and your coming is not far off. You have arrived as master; declare what is here." 171. Tinduka fruits, Piyāla fruits, Madhuka and Kāsumāri fruits; small, choice fruits, eat, O king, the best of the best. 172. Here is cool water, brought from a mountain cave. Drink from it, great king, if you desire. 173. Those who are my attendants here have gone to the forest for gleaning. Rise and take them yourselves; my hands are not for giving. 174. Indeed, this bird is good, a brahmin bird of supreme virtue. But that other bird, the parrot, speaks cruel words. 175. "Kill him, bind him, do not let him escape alive!" While he was thus lamenting, I safely reached the hermitage. 176. We are brothers, great king, born of the same mother. Raised on the same tree, both have gone to different fields. 177. Spear-Bush is for thieves, and I am for ascetics here. He is for the wicked, I am for the good; by that nature, we are separated. 178. There, killing and binding, , deceit and trickery; Robbery, acts of violence, These he learns there. 179. Here, truth and Dhamma, Non-violence, self-restraint, discipline; I have grown up in the lap Of those who offer seats and water, Bharata. 180. Whatever kind of person, O King, one associates with, Whether good or bad; Whether virtuous or unvirtuous, One comes under their influence. 181. Whatever kind of friend one makes, Whatever kind of person one associates with; One also becomes like that, For companionship is indeed like that. 182. Associating with one who associates, Touching one who touches another; Like a poisoned arrow in a quiver, It smears what is unsmeared. Fearing contamination, A wise person should not be a bad friend. 183. The person who wraps a putrid fish With kusa grass; Even the kusa grass smells putrid, Such is association with fools. 184. And the person who wraps tagara perfume With a leaf; Even the leaf smells fragrant, Such is association with the wise. 185. Therefore, knowing one's own ripening, Like a leaf-packet; One should not associate with the bad, A wise person should associate with the good. The bad lead to hell, The good lead to a happy destination. The Seventh, the Sattigumba Jātaka. 504. The Bhallātiya Jātaka (8) 186. There was a king named Bhallātiya, Leaving his kingdom, he went hunting. He went to the excellent mountain Gandhamādana, Full of blossoms, frequented by kimpurisas. 187. Having restrained the herd of wild boars, And having laid down his bow and quiver; He approached, wishing to speak, Where the kimpurisas were standing. 188. At the end of winter, on the bank of the Himavat, What are you discussing here so often? I ask you, who have human-like forms, How are you known in the human world? 189. Malla mountain, white We wander along Trikūṭa mountain, along rivers with cool waters; Animals, like humans, of radiant complexion, know us as Kimpurisas, hunter. 190. You lament in great distress, and your beloved is embraced by her beloved; I ask you, with human-like bodies, why do you weep here in the forest, displeased? 191. You lament in great distress, and your beloved is embraced by her beloved; I ask you, with human-like bodies, why do you wail here in the forest, displeased? 192. You lament in great distress, and your beloved is embraced by her beloved; I ask you, with human-like bodies, why do you grieve here in the forest, displeased? 193. We were separated for one night, hunter, unwillingly, remembering each other; Regretting that one night, we grieve, "That night will not return." 194. You regret that one night, like lost wealth or a deceased father; I ask you, with human-like bodies, how did you manage to live apart? 195. This swift-flowing river you see, its rocky banks covered with various trees; My beloved crossed it in the rainy season, thinking I would follow him. 196. And I gathered Angkola flowers, Atimuttaka, Sattali, and Yothika; "My beloved will be garlanded, and I, adorned with garlands, will approach him." 197. And I gathered Kuravaka flowers, Uddālaka, Pāṭali, and Sindhuvāraka; "My beloved will be garlanded, and I, adorned with garlands, will approach him." 198. And I, from the well-bloomed Sal tree, gathered flowers and made a garland; "My beloved will be garlanded, and I, adorned with garlands, will approach him." 199. And I, from the well-bloomed Sal tree, gathered flowers and made a heap; This will be our bed, where today We shall spend the night. 200. I, indeed, aloes and sandalwood, grind on a stone, heedless in form; "My beloved will be angry, and I, angry, will approach him." 201. Then came the swift-flowing water, sweeping away sāla, salaḷa, and kaṇṇikāra trees; It filled up in that moment, and in the evening, the river was very difficult for me to cross. 202. We stood then on both banks, both looking at each other; Sometimes we wept, sometimes we laughed, with difficulty that night came to us. 203.