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Had protective barriers made in all directions. 67. "If this prince should become a wheel-turner, Or attain the state of Enlightenment, In his own clan, with his kinsmen, He will surely live honored," thus. 68. K On the day of naming the prince, In about a thousand families, Each person made a promise, As if eager to give their own sons; 69. She, free from all faults, with happiness, Her breasts like golden pitchers, Of excellent complexion, without pride, Immediately appointed nurses for him; 70. On the shore of the pond, shimmering with waves, Like a swan with its cygnet, On a white bed in the queen's lap, On an auspicious day, the king saw his son; 71. Māyā, whose lotus-like face had not seen her son for long, Quickly diminished in age and virtue, Departed, free from illness, And ascended to the seventh heaven; 72. Then Mahāpajāpatī Gotamī, the queen, The sister of Queen Māyā, Entrusted her own prince to nurses for care, And herself took care of him; 73. Then, the lamps became like torches for the world, The body of the beautiful child shone with light, The lamps in the palaces lost their brilliance, And their stories became insignificant; 74. On the variegated carpets, frequently, He crawled on his knees in the palace, Like a lion cub frolicking, On the sandy ground in the great forest; 75. The king saw the reflection of his son, Playing and wandering in the palace, In the crystal clear mirror, As if it were a jewel wheel moving in the sky; 76. Placing the prince, who was walking on the ground, Leaving footprints, on his lap, The king then uttered these words, "Now my son makes me speak"; 77. The wise sons of ministers, Reciting mantras on the jeweled platform, While raising the moon-like face, Though young in age, were of great intelligence; 78. The light of the three worlds, with the power of his own merit, Dispelled the great sorrow born in his father's heart, Like the rising sun with its rays, Dispels the darkness born in the world's womb; 79. In the city, scattered with parched grain and flowers, With canopies, stages, and abundant sounds, The king had a ceremony, Auspicious and agreeable, sometime. Auspiciousness; 80. Adorned with fragrant garlands and ornaments, The people of Kapilavatthu were beautified, Even servants and workers were well-groomed, They hurried from here and there to that family; 81. Surrounded by a great army, Radiant with glorious royal power, He went to the field for the sowing ceremony, Taking the prince, like Indra of the gods; 82. At that moment, for the banner of the Manu lineage, A beautiful auspicious plow, and so on, With golden handles, surrounded by a great crowd, Even for the people, covered with silver handles; 83. Underneath the wide-branched Jambu tree, Having prepared a magnificent bed, The king, with his people, Began the auspicious plowing ceremony; 84. Those who were stationed for the prince's protection, To see that festival, Departing from the enclosure for a moment, Became inattentive and wandered here and there; 85. Taking refuge in mindfulness of breathing, Sitting cross-legged on the seat, The sprout of the Conqueror, free from hindrances, Entered into the wisdom-born meditation of seclusion; 86. Seeing that his son's shadow was still there, The shadow of the tree had not moved, The king, urged by the wondrous story, Approached his son at that moment; 87. Desiring to train his son in the arts and sciences, The father, capable of discipline, Once brought a Brahmin teacher, Who was renowned and had mastered the scriptures; 88. He respectfully presented him to the teacher, The guru of the world with its gods, That great earth-lord, with a drop of water, As one offers the ocean, difficult to cross; 89. With variations in pronunciation, along with etymology, The fifth Veda, along with history, The three Vedas, difficult to grasp even in outline, Thus, he taught the arts and crafts; 90. Due to the unique accumulation of merit, With wisdom purified, dispelling delusion, Having mastered all the sciences and arts, What need is there for much talk, even a fraction is enough; 91. Not only his body externally, Shone with the thirty-two marks of greatness, But also internally, very much so. Shines the Arahant. Even with Subuddha's marks and intervals; 92. Even of the three-eyed one, the world's eye, This distinction is seen in the eyes, The forehead eye does not shine as before, Like another, the inner wisdom eye; 93. Following the new splendor of youth, With fame as a bond, in his own abode, He grows, the wise one, in all the arts, A treasure of arts, like a collection of rays in the sky; 94. When he, Yasodhana, was sixteen years old, With teeth touching the cheeks, With a line of collyrium touching the cheeks, He passed the stage of childhood as an elephant cub; 95. Then the king, like a palace of the gods, Beautiful with the three seasons, Having employed skilled artisans, Had three mansions built for his son; 96. With a smooth and even floor, protected from Wind and rain, with lion windows, A diadem of the earth, a nine-storied house, Became delightful, named Delightful on earth; 97. With moonbeam-like cloud rows, Bolt fastenings on the doors, Named Very Delightful, free from heat, A delightful dwelling, became five-storied; 98. Agreeable to the cold and heat, in the rainy season, Suitable for comfort, a seven-storied house, With well-placed lion windows, Auspicious, the abode became named Auspicious; 99. For the son of the king, approaching age, To see the splendor of great royal power, The father, lord of men, desired, Intending to give his royal wealth; 100. "If there are maidens who steal the youth, Send them by messengers bearing the king's message," He sent to the Sakyas, by ministers' command; 101. They reported to him, proud of youth, Seeing no end to any skill, "How shall we give our daughters For the marriage of your son?" said the nobles; 102. Urged by that royal son, The father had drums beaten in the city, "My son will display his skills here, From now on, on the seventh day," he said; 103. The excellent prince, with princely prowess, His body adorned with ornaments, While people watched, A rain of joy. He, the unequalled archer, in the arena of sport, A sapling not yet fully grown. 104. That archer first, with his own arm, Of thousand strength, with arrow and bow, Having strung the bow, made a sound, A great roar that seemed to split the earth. 105. "Let archers from the four directions, Aim at the target with their own sharp arrows," Thus having spoken, with a voice like thunder, He displayed a skill in archery never seen before. 106. "I will strike the four archers in the four directions, With a single arrow," he said, He made that display of skill, A wondrous display of piercing a wheel. 107. With arrows, he made a bamboo bridge, a straight stick, a rope, With arrows, he made a pavilion for climbing, With arrows, he made a lotus pond in the moat, With arrows, he made rain, thus he displayed his skill. 108. The Great Being, the unequalled source of skill for the world, Then displayed the skills, the Sakyan maidens were delighted, They attended to him, skilled in love and battle, Three thousand and two hundred dancing girls were in the houses. Thus, in the Jinavaṃsadīpa, composed by the ascetic named Medhānanda, A giver of joy to the hearts of all poets, In the section on the Distant Cause, The eighth chapter, describing the acceptance of marks, the preparation of the prince, and other events, is completed. 1. Thus, when the display of skill was completed, The other Kshatriyas, very brave, facing him, Became devoid of pride and arrogance, Like intoxicated elephants (before a young lion). 2. Having untied the bonds of doubt, The excellent Buddha, fully enlightened, Remembering Devadaha, The best of men, to give his daughter, the maiden, The pure swan of the Koliya clan. 3. Then, having consulted with the chief ministers, He sent messengers to report the entire matter, "Let the wedding ceremony be performed, Your daughter is indeed for my son." 4. Adorned with bracelets, like the rising sun, Like the moon seated on a throne, Surrounded by a council of ministers, they bowed to the king, Those who had come from Kapilavatthu spoke of the matter. 5. Then, having received the promise, delighted, With joined palms, they offered flowers. With flower clusters, They informed the king, Having approached their own territory, the royal envoys; 6. In both families, the rulers, together, Again conferred with excellent ministers, With clear-minded readers of omens, On an auspicious day fixed; 7. With a beautiful canopy adorned with gold, With golden, full vases crowded with flowers, Like a celestial palace, shining brightly, A wedding pavilion adorned with various jewels; 8. Holding canopies, white umbrellas, banners, Flags, jewels, and beautiful yak-tail fans, With a path prepared by many people, Well-guarded by a fourfold army; 9. Adorned with various ornaments, Beautiful with newly full breasts, Yashodhara, the maiden, in a palanquin, Made of jewels, they brought; 10. A garland of jasmine and golden necklaces encircled, Fragrant braids of hair, Like a sparse line of herons, a flash of lightning, She resembled a cloud garland, the gentle one; 11. In the boundless sky of her beauty, The opening of the lotus of people's minds shone, A forehead adorned with a mass of dark, curly locks, Resembling the moon's reflection; 12. Smeared with musk and saffron paste, The mark of a virtuous woman in the middle of her forehead, Was like a flower arrow released by the banner of Makara, For the conquest of the three worlds; 13. With a beauty that pleased the eyes of the people, A treasure of the family, she shone without pride, Her face, exceedingly beautiful, like a lotus, Resembling a golden mirror of desire;