had followed him a thousand leagues,—­pursued after him even into the strange land to which he had come to hear the words of the Universal Teacher.  Accursed beauty! surely framed by the Tempter of tempters, by Mara himself, for the perdition of the just!  Wisely had Bhagavat warned his disciples:  “O ye Cramanas, women are not to be looked upon!  And if ye chance to meet women, ye must not suffer your eyes to dwell upon them; but, maintaining holy reserve, speak not to them at all.  Then fail not to whisper unto your own hearts, ’Lo, we are Cramanas, whose duty it is to remain uncontaminated by the corruptions of this world, even as the Lotos, which suffereth no vileness to cling unto its leaves, though it blossom amid the refuse of the wayside ditch.’” Then also came to his memory, but with a new and terrible meaning, the words of the Twentieth-and-Third of the Admonitions:—­

“Of all attachments unto objects of desire, the strongest indeed is the attachment to form.  Happily, this passion is unique; for were there any other like unto it, then to enter the Perfect Way were impossible.”

How, indeed, thus haunted by the illusion of form, was he to fulfil the vow that he had made to pass a night and a day in perfect and unbroken meditation?  Already the night was beginning!  Assuredly, for sickness of the soul, for fever of the spirit, there was no physic save prayer.  The sunset was swiftly fading out.  He strove to pray:—­

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!

“Even as the tortoise withdraweth its extremities into its shell, let me, O Blessed One, withdraw my senses wholly into meditation!

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!

“For even as rain penetrateth the broken roof of a dwelling long uninhabited, so may passion enter the soul uninhabited by meditation.

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!

“Even as still water that hath deposited all its slime, so let my soul, O Tathagata, be made pure!  Give me strong power to rise above the world, O Master, even as the wild bird rises from its marsh to follow the pathway of the Sun!

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!

“By day shineth the sun, by night shineth the moon; shineth also the warrior in harness of war; shineth likewise in meditations the Cramana.  But the Buddha at all times, by night or by day, shineth ever the same, illuminating the world.

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!

“Let me cease, O thou Perfectly Awakened, to remain as an Ape in the World-forest, forever ascending and descending in search of the fruits of folly.  Swift as the twining of serpents, vast as the growth of lianas in a forest, are the all-encircling growths of the Plant of Desire.

“O the Jewel in the Lotos!”