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Having slain many of the Madda clan, I will lead you away, Pabhāvatī. Let them harness the horses to the chariots, With various designs, well-prepared; Then you shall see my speed, As I scatter the enemies. And they saw him there, In the inner palace of the Madda king; Like a roaring lion, Flexing his doubled arm. Having mounted the elephant's back, And placed Pabhāvatī upon it; Having descended into battle, Kusa roared a lion's roar. Hearing him roar, Like other deer hearing a lion; The Khattiyas fled, Terrified by Kusa's sound. Elephant riders, army officers, Charioteers, foot soldiers; Other they cut each other, terrified by the Kusa grass. 80. “At the head of that battle, seeing with a joyful mind, the king of gods gave the Verocana gem to King Kusa. 81. “Having conquered that battle, having obtained the Verocana gem, the king, mounted on an elephant’s back, entered the city, the capital. 82. “Having captured alive, and bound the seven khattiyas, he presented them to his father-in-law: ‘These, O king, are your enemies. 83. “‘All of them are under your sway, your enemies are vanquished. Do with them as you wish, release them or slay them.’ 84. “‘These are your enemies, they are not my enemies. You, great king, release them or slay them.’ 85. “‘These are your seven daughters, beautiful, like divine maidens. Give one to each of them, let them be your sons-in-law.’ 86. “‘For us and for them, you are the master of us all. You, great king, give to them as you wish.’ 87. “One to each, Kusa, the lion-voiced, gave the daughters of King Madda to those khattiyas then. 88. “Pleased with that gain, delighted in Kusa, the lion-voiced, the seven khattiyas returned to their own states immediately. 89. “And taking Pabhāvatī, and the beautiful Verocana gem, King Kusa, mighty in strength, went to Kusāvatī. 90. “As they rode in one chariot, entering Kusāvatī, equal in beauty and form, they did not outshine each other. 91. “The mother met with her son, and both the husband and wife; united they were then, they dwelt in the prosperous land.” The Kusa Jātaka, the first. 532. The Soṇananda Jātaka (2) 92. “Are you a deity or a gandhabba, or Sakka, Purindada? A human being endowed with power, how are we to know you?” 93. “Neither a god nor a gandhabba, nor Sakka, Purindada; A human being endowed with power, thus know me, Bharata.” What kind of service is this of yours, not a small one; When the god was raining, you made it not rain. Then in fierce wind and sun, you made cool shade; Then amidst enemies, you made a refuge. Then prosperous kingdoms, you made them your subjects; Then one hundred khattiyas, you made them your followers. We are pleased with you, tell us what you wish to enjoy; Elephant vehicles, horse chariots, and adorned women; Delightful dwellings, we give to you. Or Vanga or Magadha, we give to you; Or Assaka and Avanti, we gladly give to you. Or even half the kingdom, we give to you; If you desire the kingdom, command what you wish. I have no need for a kingdom, nor a city, nor wealth; Nor for a country, no need exists for me. In your conquered land, in the forest, there is a hermitage; My father and mother, both dwell in that hermitage. For those former teachers, I cannot make merit; Making you a protector, let us ask the dog for a promise. I will do that word for you, which you speak to me, brahmin; And tell us this, how many should the petitioners be? Over a hundred country folk, and great brahmin householders; And all these khattiyas, high-born and famous; And you, King Manoj, will be enough as petitioners. Let them harness elephants and horses, let the charioteer prepare the chariot; Take the bonds, raise the banners. I will go to that hermitage, where Kosiyo dwells. Then the king set forth, with his fourfold army; He went to the delightful hermitage, where Kosiyo dwells. Whose bamboo carrying pole, four fingers above the shoulder; Goes without touching the shoulder, as he goes to fetch water? I am Soṇa, O great king, an ascetic with firm vows; I support my parents, day and night, untiringly. Having brought fruits and roots from the forest, O lord of the land; I nourish my parents, remembering what was done before. We wish to go to the hermitage, where Kosiyo dwells; Tell us the way, Soṇa, by which we may go to the hermitage. This is the single path, O king, by which that cloud-like (hermitage); Covered with koviḷāra trees, where Kosiyo dwells. Having said this, he departed, the great sage, hurrying; In the sky, in the air, after instructing the khattiyas. Having swept the hermitage, and prepared a seat; Entering the leaf-hut, he awakened his father. These kings are coming, well-born and famous; Come out from the hermitage, sit down, O great sage. Hearing his words, the great sage, hurrying; Came out from the hermitage, and sat down at the gate. And seeing him coming, shining as if with glory; Surrounded by a host of khattiyas, Kosiyo said this. Whose are the drums and tabors, conches, kettledrums, and small drums; Going in front, delighting the lord of chariots? Whose is the broad golden sash, like the color of lightning; A young man adorned with a quiver, who comes shining with splendor? Like a meteor struck (from the sky), like a glowing acacia charcoal; And whose radiant face shines, who comes with splendor? Splendor. 120. Whose parasol is held, with spokes, delightful; warding off sun's rays, who comes with splendor's glow? 121. Whose body is embraced, by the excellent whisk; They move for the greatly meritorious one, who comes on an elephant's shoulder. 122. Whose white parasols, and well-bred horses armored; surround on all sides, who comes with splendor's glow? 123. Whose one hundred chariots, followed by glorious ones; follow all around, who comes with splendor's glow? 124. Elephants, horses, chariots, infantry, and a four-fold army; follow all around, who comes with splendor's glow? 125. Whose is this great army, that follows behind; unshakeable, endless, like the ocean's waves? 126. The king of kings, delightful, like Indra, lord of victors; comes to Nanda's hermitage, the ascetic's abode. 127. His is this great army, that follows behind; unshakeable, endless, like the ocean's waves. 128. Anointed with sandalwood, wearing excellent Kasi cloth; all with clasped hands, approached the sages. 129. Are you well, sirs? Are you free from illness, sirs? Do you live by gleaning? Are roots and fruits abundant? 130. Are gnats and mosquitoes, and creeping things few? In the forest teeming with wild beasts, is there no harm? 131. We are well, O King, and free from illness, O King; And we live by gleaning, and roots and fruits are abundant. 132. And gnats and mosquitoes, and creeping things are few; In the forest teeming with wild beasts, no harm exists for us. For many years, dwelling here in this hermitage, I do not know of any unpleasant illness that has arisen. Welcome, great king, and your coming is not far; You have arrived as a lord, declare what you wish here. Tinduka fruits, Piyāla fruits, Madhuka fruits, Kāsumāri fruits; And other small fruits, eat, O king, the best of the best. Here is cool water, brought from the mountain cave; Drink from it, great king, if you desire. What has been given is accepted, all has been made worthy; Listen also to Nanda's words, what he will say. We are Nanda's kinsmen, come to your presence; May your honor hear the words, of Nanda and his assembly. Over a hundred people from the country, and great, wealthy brahmins; And all these khattiyas, well-born and famous; And you, King Manoja, may you approve my words. And those who are gathered here, the yakkhas in this hermitage; And beings, past and future, in the forest, may they hear my words. Having paid homage to beings, I will speak to the virtuous sage; You are my right arm, esteemed by you, Kosiya. My father and my mother, I wish to support them; O hero, this is a place of merit, do not hinder me, Kosiya. This is known by the good, let me rely on this; For a long time, you have performed the service of rising and attending; May you be the giver of the world of merit for my parents. Just so there are people, who know the path of Dhamma in the Dhamma; The path to the heavenly world, as you know, O sage. By the service of rising and attending, which brings happiness to parents; That man hinders me from merit, a barrier to the noble path. May your honors hear the words, of my kinsmen, my brothers; The lineage, great king neglecting the ancient; The eldest who acts unrighteously, he goes to hell. 147. And those who are skilled in the Dhamma, of ancient times, O lord of the land; And endowed with good conduct, they do not go to a bad destination. 148. Mother and father, and brother, sister, relatives, and kinsmen; All these are the eldest's burden, know this, O Bharadha. 149. Having taken up a heavy burden, like a boatman, I strive; And I do not neglect the Dhamma, for I am the eldest, O chief of charioteers. 150. We have attained this knowledge, like a net from a fire; Just so, your honor has shown us the Dhamma, O Kosiyo. 151. Just as the rising sun, the radiant, light-making one; Reveals to beings, forms, both good and bad; Just so, your honor has shown us the Dhamma, O Kosiyo. 152. Though I begged thus, you did not understand my clasped hands; I shall be your follower, a risen attendant. 153. Surely, Nanda, you understand, the true Dhamma taught by the good; Noble, with noble conduct, you are very pleasing to me. 154. I speak to you, sirs, and ladies, listen to my words; This burden, this heavy burden, was never mine. 155. That I, being present, bringing happiness to mother and father; Nanda, having made a request, begs for service. 156. Whoever desires with affection, for the offspring of a holy life; Let one of you choose Nanda, whom should Nanda attend? 157. Permitted by you, father, O Soṇa, we rely on you;