Father's Plans to Save His Son | Lord Gautam buddha and Father Shuddhodana | Shuddhodana and Siddhartha | The Failure of the Women to Win the Prince | Women and Buddha.
- Having heard these words of Udayin, the women strung to the heart, rose even above themselves for the conquest of the prince.
- But even with their brows, their glances, their coquetries, their smiles, their delicate movements, the girls of the harem did not feel sure of themselves.
- But they soon regained their confidence through the command of the family priest and the gentle temperament of the prince, and through the power of intoxication and of love.
- The women then set upon their task and made the prince wander in the woods like an elephant in the forests of Himavat, accompanied by a herd of females.
- Attended by women, he shone in that pleasant grove, as the sun surrounded by Apsaras in his royal garden.
- There, some of them urged by passion, pressed him with their full, firm bosoms in gentle collisions.
- Others violently embraced him after pretending to stumble, then leaning on him with their shoulders drooping down, and with their gentle creeper-like arms.
- Others with their mouths smelling of spirituous liquor, their lower lips red like copper, whispered in bis ear, "Let my secret be heard."
- Others, all wet with unguents, as if giving him a command, clasped his hand eagerly and said, "Perform thy rites of. adoration here."
- Another with her blue garments continually slipping down in pretended intoxication, stood conspicuous with her tongue visible like the night with its lightning lashing.
- Others with their golden ones tinkling, wandered about here and there, showing him their bodies veiled with thin cloth.
- Others leaned, holding a mango bough in hand, displaying their bosoms like golden jars.
- Some, coming from a lotus bed, carrying lotuses and with eyes like lotuses, stood like the lotus goddess Padma, by the side of that lotus-faced prince.
- Another sang a sweet song easily understood and with the proper gesticulations, rousing him, self-subdued though he was, by her glance, as saying, "O how thou art deluded ! "
- Another, having armed herself with her bright face, with its brow drawn to its full, imitated his action, as playing the hero.
- Another, with beautiful, full bosoms, and having her earrings waving in the wind, laughed loudly at him, as if saying, " Catch me, sir, if you can ! "
- Some, as he was going away, bound him with strings of garlands, others punished him with words like an elephant-driver's hook, gentle yet reproachful.
- Another, wishing to argue with him, seizing a mango spray, asked, all bewildered with passion, "'This flower, whose is it?"
- Another, assuming a gait and attitude like that of a man, said to him, " You who are conquered. by a woman, go and conquer this earth! "
- Then another with rolling eyes, smelling a blue lotus, thus addressed the prince with words slightly indistinct in her excitement :
- " See, my lord, this mango covered with its honey-scented flowers, where the bird kokila sings, as if imprisoned in a golden cage.
- "Come and see this Asoka tree, which augments lovers' sorrows, where the bees make a noise as if they were scorched by fire.
- " Come and see this Tilaka tree, embraced by a slender mango branch, like a man in a white garment by a woman decked with yellow ungents.
- " Behold the kurubaka in flower, bright like fresh resin-juice, which bends down as if it felt reproached by the colour of women's nails.
- " Come and see this young Asoka, covered all over with new shoots, which stands as if it were ashamed at the beauty of our hands.
- " See this lake surrounded by the Sinduvara shrubs growing on its banks, like afair woman reclining, clad in fine white cloth.
- " See the imperial power of females, yonder Ruddygoose in the water, goes behind, his mate follow-. ing her like a slave.
- "Come and listen to the notes of the intoxicated Cuckoo as he sings, while another cuckoo sings as if consenting wholly without care.
- " Would that thine was the intoxication of the birds which the spring produces, and not the thought of a thinking man, ever pondering how wise he is !
- Thus these young women, their souls carried away by love, assailed the prince with all kinds of stratagems.
- But although thus attacked, he, having his sense guarded by self-control; neither rejoiced nor smiled.
- Having seen them in their real condition, the Prince pondered with an undisturbed and steadfast mind.
- " What is it that these women lack that they perceive not that youth is fickle? For old age will destroy whatever beauty has."
- This round of blandishment went on for months and years with no results.
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