The Light of Asia: Or, The Great Renunciation. (Mahâbhinishkramana) Being the Life and Teaching of Gautama, Prince of India and Founder of Buddhism. (As Told in Verse by an Indian Buddhist.) (Google eBook)

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Roberts Brothers, 1880 - Buddha (The concept) - 244 pages
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User Review  - José-contemplates-Saturn's Aurora - Goodreads

Sir Edwin Arnold wrote it in the 19th century; it was published in 1879. Yet, today Buddhism is much more spread than at that time. Edwin referred by his time it was vast the influence of Buddhism ... Read full review

Review: The Light Of Asia

User Review  - Taylor Storey - Goodreads

This is the story of Buddha as written by Edwin Arnold, an Englishman who spent some time studying in India. This book was one of the first to introduce eastern thought to the west in 1879. The book ... Read full review

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Page 5 - Then our Lord Laid the swan's neck beside his own smooth cheek And gravely spake, " Say no ! the bird is mine, The first of myriad things which shall be mine By right of mercy and love's lordliness. For now I know, by what within me stirs, That I shall teach compassion unto men And be a speechless world's interpreter, Abating this accursed flood of woe, Not man's alone ; but, if the Prince disputes, Let him submit this matter to the wise And we will wait their word.
Page 209 - Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes, Or any searcher know by mortal mind, Veil after veil will lift — but there must be Veil upon veil behind.
Page 77 - I would not let one cry Whom I could save ! How can it be that Brahm Would make a world and keep it miserable, Since, if all-powerful, he leaves it so, He is not good, and if not powerful, He is not God...
Page 7 - So saying the good Lord Buddha seated him Under a jambu-tree, with ankles crossed — AS holy statues sit — and first began To meditate this deep disease of life, What its far source and whence its remedy. So vast a pity filled him, such wide love For living things, such passion to heal pain, That by their stress his princely spirit passed To ecstasy, and, purged from mortal taint Of sense and self, the boy attained thereat Dhyana, first step of
Page 223 - This is peace To conquer love of self and lust of life, To tear deep-rooted passion from the breast, To still the inward strife ; For love to clasp Eternal Beauty close ; For glory to be Lord of self, for pleasure To live beyond the gods ; for countless wealth To lay up lasting treasure...
Page 217 - That which ye sow ye reap. See yonder fields ! The sesamum was sesamum, the corn Was corn. The Silence and the Darkness knew ! So is a man's fate born.
Page 3 - Earth, come down From Mount Sumeru — they who write men's deeds On brazen plates — the Angel of the East, Whose hosts are clad in silver robes, and bear Targets of pearl: the Angel of the South, Whose horsemen, the Kumbhandas, ride blue steeds, With sapphire shields : the Angel of the West, By Nagas followed, riding steeds blood-red, With coral shields : the Angel of the North, Environed by his Yakshas, all in gold, On yellow horses, bearing shields of gold.
Page 11 - He is best ! " And Suprabuddha, father of the maid, Said, " It was in our hearts to find thee best, Being dearest, yet what magic taught thee more Of manhood 'mid thy...
Page 9 - Yasodhara, and they that stood Nearest Siddartha saw the princely boy Start, as the radiant girl approached. A form Of heavenly mould; a gait like Parvati's; Eyes like a hind's in love-time; face so fair Words cannot paint its spell; and she alone Gazed full — folding her palms across her breasts — On the boy's gaze, her stately neck unbent. "Is there a gift for me?" she asked, and smiled. "The gifts are gone...
Page 176 - MANY A HOUSE OF LIFE HATH HELD ME — SEEKING EVER HIM WHO WROUGHT THESE PRISONS OF THE SENSES, SORROW-FRAUGHT; SORE WAS MY CEASELESS STRIFE! BUT NOW, THOU BUILDER OF THIS TABERNACLE — THOU! I KNOW THEE! NEVER SHALT THOU BUILD AGAIN THESE WALLS OF PAIN, NOR RAISE THE ROOF-TREE OF DECEITS, NOR LAT FRESH RAFTERS ON THE CLAY; BROKEN THY HOUSE is, AND THE RIDGE-POLE SPLIT! DELUSION FASHIONED IT! SAFE PASS I THENCE — DELIVERANCE TO OBTAIN.

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