“Then again when I was “Punāparaṁ yadā homi, a matted-hair ascetic of severe penance, jaṭilo uggatāpano; Mātaṅga was my name, Mātaṅgo nāma nāmena, I was virtuous and serene. sīlavā susamāhito.

A brahmin and I both lived Ahañca brāhmaṇo eko, on a bank of the Ganges. gaṅgākūle vasāmubho; I stayed upstream, Ahaṁ vasāmi upari, the brahmin downstream. heṭṭhā vasati brāhmaṇo.

Wandering along the riverbank, Vicaranto anukūlamhi, he saw my hermitage upstream. uddhaṁ me assamaddasa; Then he abused and cursed me, Tattha maṁ paribhāsetvā, that my head would split in seven. abhisapi muddhaphālanaṁ.

If I were upset with him Yadihaṁ tassa pakuppeyyaṁ, and if I were not taking care of my ethics, yadi sīlaṁ na gopaye; then just with a glance Oloketvānahaṁ tassa, I could have reduced him to ashes. kareyyaṁ chārikaṁ viya.

But when he cursed me then, Yaṁ so tadā maṁ abhisapi, so angry and bitter-hearted, kupito duṭṭhamānaso; it fell right back on his own head: Tasseva matthake nipati, I freed him from that yoke. yogena taṁ pamocayiṁ.

I guarded my ethics, Anurakkhiṁ mama sīlaṁ, not my life. nārakkhiṁ mama jīvitaṁ; For then I was ethical, Sīlavā hi tadā āsiṁ, because it was solely for awakening.” bodhiyāyeva kāraṇā”ti.

Mātaṅgacariyaṁ sattamaṁ.