[45. Pañcchahatthiya[1]]

The Sambuddha named Sumedha
was traveling through the bazaar
with downcast eyes,[2] [speaking] few words,
mindful, with his sense[-doors] guarded. (1) [1191]

Then they brought[3] [me] — for my top-crest[4]
five handfuls of water lilies.
I did Buddha-pūjā with them
[feeling well-] pleased by [my] own hands. (2) [1192]

[Then] those flowers [that I had] placed
became the Teacher’s canopy.
They flocked to[5] the Great Elephant
like students to a [good] teacher. (3) [1193]

In the thirty thousand aeons
since I offered [him] that flower,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
that’s the fruit of Buddha-pūjā. (4) [1194]

One hundred twenty aeons hence
there were five [different] kṣatriyans.
[All of them] were named Hatthiya,[6]
wheel-turning kings with great power. (5) [1195]

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
[I have] done what the Buddha taught! (6) [1196]

Thus indeed Venerable Pañcchahatthiya Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Pañcchahatthiya Thera is finished.


  1. “Five Handfuls” ↩︎

  2. reading okhitta-cchakkhu (BJTS, cty) for khitta-cchakkhu (“thrown eyes,” PTS). ↩︎

  3. reading ahamsu (BJTS) for akāsi (PTS) ↩︎

  4. BJTS gloss: mudun malkaḍa ↩︎

  5. saŋsāviŋsu fr. saṃsāveti, to flow together to ↩︎

  6. “[One] Handful” ↩︎