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"Even after becoming a Buddha, it is possible to see them," he thought; 82. The lord departed from that place, his mind set on enlightenment, On that very day he was as good as a Buddha, who would not think so?; 83. As if lifting Mount Sineru, he raised his feet and departed, Calling Channa, he brought the noble steed Kanthaka; 84. Mounting that royal horse, with Channa, In darkness of the night, The gods opened the gates, he took the great path; 85. In many universes, gods gathered well, With lamps, incense, flags, and garlands they worshipped; 86. Sixty thousand carried torches in front, Likewise on the right, left, and behind; 87. Six gods rained down flowers from the sky, Mandārava, kokanada, fragrant, and cittapāṭali; 88. Campaka, soka, punnāga, nāgapūga, Mālatī, vassikī, and various other vines; 89. Lotus, blue lotus, kalahāra, kumuda, and other water-born, Fragrant, honey-intoxicated, buzzing with bees; 90. A rain of flowers fell for thirty yojanas, The horse went happily, without difficulty; 91. Thus with offerings, he went to the Anoma River, Covered with white sand, teeming with many fish; 92. Standing on the bank, the wise one saw the Ganges woman, delightful, Making wave-arms, striking with lotus flowers; 93. The wise one crossed the great Anoma on his horse, And stood on the far shore, on the pure sandy ground; 94. "It is fitting to renounce here, not to delay," Thinking thus, he took off the ornaments he wore; 95. Entrusting Channa and Kanthaka, the lord of horses, Drawing his sharp sword, he cut off his topknot; 96. Thus reflecting, the lord said, "If I am to become a Buddha, Let it stand in the sky and go," and he threw it into the sky; 97. Then Sakka, with a precious jeweled casket, Received it on his head and took it to the city of gods; 98. Making a jeweled stupa, he placed the hair there, "I will worship it forever," with many gods; 99. The wise one received the requisites brought by Mahābrahmā, And then he put on and wore the ochre robe; 100. As before, the leader took the robe and threw it into the sky, Brahmā received it and took it to the city of Brahmā; 101. Making it twelve yojanas thick, To that auspicious excellent stupa, Having placed it there, he always paid homage. 102. With mind fully resolved, radiating the glory of renunciation, Like a cloud, the leader walked, obscuring desire. 103. Then, going to the mango grove, experiencing joy-born happiness, He spent a week in a delightful tree-bower. 104. Then, going to Rājagaha, having put on the robe, Having taken the jewel-colored bowl in his lotus-like hand, 105. Endowed with thirty-two marks, adorned with minor marks, With upright body, the Blessed One approached the best of cities. 106. People, the sole eye of the world, seeing him going through the street, Thought thus: "This is not that king." 107. "Surely, for the sake of association with the city's beautiful women, This moon has come today in his own guise, so we think." 108. Hearing that, some laughed and said, "This is not the moon, the hare-marked one, but the sun, so we think." 109. "He has come to awaken the lotus-like faces of the city women, With his own form, astonishing the city people." 110. "What, are you mad? Do not speak thus now, He is not the sun with a hundred rays, the hot-rayed one, this is a different body." 111. "He has come to the city to play with desire-lazy beings, In his own form, we have no doubt in our minds." 112. Hearing their words, some beings laughed, "You truly do not know, he is the one with arrows and a bow." 113. "The lord, in a disguised form, from the tall-towered city, Has arrived as Kailāsa, abandon your doubt here." 114. Hearing their words too, some people then laughed, "This is not Hara, the three-eyed one, but Kesava has come here." 115. "Seeking glory today, he has approached the best of cities, In a different guise, we think, we have no doubt about it here." 116. Striking their hands, some people, hearing those words, Laughing, then said thus: "This is not Vāsudeva." 117. "Surely, he is lotus-navelled, the dwarf, the dark-bodied one, This Pākasāsana has come with another guise." 118. Thinking this city is the city of gods, Of great splendor, "Passi" is promised, may you not lament. 119. Hearing their words, some mocked in various ways, "You do not know Sakka, he is the one with the vajra weapon; 120. This is Mahābrahmā, come here from the Brahma world, Are you heedless, Brahma-kinsmen, here in this city?" 121. Then hearing their words, some of wise birth, "These are not the moon and the like, do not show delusion; 122. This is the four-faced Mahābrahmā, with a Soma-like face, This is Brahmā with a complete collection, with a leaf in his hand, wonderful. 123. Surely, this is a man full of perfections, praised, Always worship, honor, and praise this great splendor." 124. Thus speaking, all those townsfolk, Worshipping the best of men with perfumes and flowers, followed him, paying homage. 125. Driving away with their eyes, in the ocean of the Muni's form, Beings, like ships of thought, did not see the shore then. 126. Then the one eye of the world, walking on the road with measured steps, As if just for sustenance, having come outside the city. 127. Approaching Pandava Mountain, in its shade, that Muni, Having spread out his Sanghati robe, sat down, the best of men. 128. Seeing the mixed food in the bowl, never seen before, Having developed aversion, rejecting it, after reflection. 129. Having eaten it like nectar, having rinsed his mouth with water, Having done his duty with the bowl, he rested there for a moment. 130. Hearing that news, King Bimbisāra, Quickly approaching him, having obtained permission, sat down. 131. Inviting him to the kingdom, though the ascetic did not wish it, "For my benefit, it is fitting that you, having become a Buddha, come here." 132. Thus invited by him, the great sage, having accepted, Went to Uruvela, with the strength of Matula. 133. Having striven in striving, for six years, very difficult, Having revealed to the world that there is no liberation through that. 134. From then on, proceeding in the Middle Way, Having favored the body, then controlling the senses. 135. Root The great sage of the banyan tree, Sat, illuminating all directions with his own splendor; 136. Then, Sujātā, the milk-giver, in the village of Senāni, With a mind full of resolve, having prayed to the banyan tree deity; 137. Thinking him a wise god, delighted, joyful, and elated, Giving a golden bowl with milk-rice, she spoke thus; 138. "Just as my great desire is fulfilled, O great god, So may your intention be quickly accomplished;" 139. Having spoken thus, worshiped, and circumambulated him, As Sujātā departed, the wise one took the bowl; 140. Approaching the exceedingly beautiful river Nīlavāhinī, He sat at the bathing place on the riverbank named Suppatiṭṭhita; 141. Having eaten the food, making forty-nine mouthfuls, The best of men then cast the bowl upstream; 142. Then, resting in the Sāla grove during the day, Having seen five dreams, he pondered their meaning; 143. On the path to the Bodhi tree, adorned by the gods, With rows of jeweled arches, full pots, flags, and so on; 144. In the evening, the Lord, going to the Bodhi tree, Saw Sotthiya, the excellent bird, being praised; 145. Having taken eight handfuls of soft blue grass given by him, Approaching the Bodhi tree, he circumambulated it; 146. Then he made three layers facing east, Then the earth split in two, and a great seat arose; 147. Twelve cubits high, decorated with various designs, Unwavering, he stood there, with a mind firm thus; 148. "Let skin, sinews, bones remain, Let all flesh and blood dry up in my body; 149. Without awakening, I will not rise, nor abandon my effort," Having resolved thus, he sat on the diamond throne; 150. Placing foot upon foot without crossing, Like a lotus upon a lotus, he arranged his wrists; 151. Like a young Asoka leaf or a tender Asoka shoot, Closing his eyes slightly, the Victor placed hand upon hand; 152. Like a mountain of lofty gold, smeared with evening clouds, He shone, his limbs radiant, covered with a red robe. 153. Like the sun blazing on the edge of the Udaya mountain, Adorned was his face, shining above his neck. 154. Like a blue lion in a cage of refined gold, His half-closed eyes were shielded by unwavering compassion. 155. He touched the trunk of the Bodhi tree, bound with fresh ropes, Like a cluster of blue lotuses, drawing the eyes of the people. 156. As he sat on the Bodhi tree, fresh shoots of coral, Fell all around, like the radiance of foolish thoughts. 157. Gods quickly gathered there, ten thousand in number, Including lotus-seated serpents, perfected ones, and celestial beings. 158. Sahampati Mahābrahmā, preceded by his Brahma host, Holding a white parasol, stood near the Buddha. 159. Pakkasāsana, with reverence, stood there, Blowing the conch named Vijayuttara, twenty hundred ratanas in length. 160. Suyāma, with his army, praising the king of men, Raising a jeweled fan, gently fanned him. 161. Jitakitti, on the creeper, where flowers and blossoms bloomed, Waving a yak-tail fan, stood there delighted. 162. Pañcasikha, taking a Beluva lute, playing a song in various modes, Stood there singing in many ways. 163. Mahākāla, the Nāga king, preceded by his Nāga host, Stood there praising him with the ninefold virtues. 164. Timbarū and Sūriyavaccasā, creating a stage, taking excellent women, Stood there offering gifts. 165. Dhataraṭṭha, coming with his army, white in body and adornment, Stood in the east, providing protection. 166. Virūḷhaka, filling the southern direction with his army, Stood providing protection, blue in body and adornment. 167.