raves in solitude; he sleeps upon the dusty ground; by night and day he adds to his sorrowful reflections; his tears flow down like the incessant rain; and now to seek you out, he has sent us hither.  Would that you would listen with attentive mind; we know that you delight to act religiously; it is certain, then, without a doubt, this is not the time for you to enter the forest wilds; a feeling of deep pity consumes our heart!  You, if you be indeed moved by religion, ought to feel some pity for our case; let your kindly feelings flow abroad, to comfort us who are worn at heart; let not the tide of sorrow and of sadness completely overwhelm the outlets of our heart; as the torrents which roll down the grassy mountains; or the calamities of tempest, fiery heat, and lightning; for so the grieving heart has these four sorrows, turmoil and drought, passion and overthrow.  But come! return to your native place, the time will arrive when you can go forth again as a recluse.  But now to disregard your family duties, to turn against father and mother, how can this be called love and affection? that love which overshadows and embraces all.  Religion requires not the wild solitudes; you can practise a hermit’s duties in your home; studiously thoughtful, diligent in expedients, this is to lead a hermit’s life in truth.  A shaven head, and garments soiled with dirt—­to wander by yourself through desert wilds—­this is but to encourage constant fears, and cannot be rightly called ’an awakened hermit’s life.’  Would rather we might take you by the hand, and sprinkle water on your head, and crown you with a heavenly diadem, and place you underneath a flowery canopy, that all eyes might gaze with eagerness upon you; after this, in truth, we would leave our home with joy.  The former kings, Teou-lau-ma, A-neou-ke-o-sa, Po-ke-lo-po-yau, Pi-po-lo-’anti, Pi-ti-o-ke-na, Na-lo-sha-po-lo, all these several kings refused not the royal crown, the jewels, and the ornaments of person; their hands and feet were adorned with gems, around them were women to delight and please, these things they cast not from them, for the sake of escape; you then may also come back home, and undertake both necessary duties; your mind prepare itself in higher law, whilst for the sake of earth you wield the sceptre; let there be no more weeping, but comply with what we say, and let us publish it; and having published it with your authority, then you may return and receive respectful welcome.  Your father and your mother, for your sake, in grief shed tears like the great ocean; having no stay and no dependence now—­no source from which the Sakya stem may grow—­you ought, like the captain of the ship, to bring it safely across to a place of safety.  The royal prince Pi-san-ma, as also Lo-me-po-ti, they respectfully attended to the command of their father:  you also should do the same!  Your loving mother who cherished you so kindly, with no regard for self, through years of care, as the cow deprived of her