經律異相 47.92

47.92

"My body is that of a beast,
Roangoing and dwelling in the forests and thickets.
Lowly of birth, I cling to life,
Yet cannot deliberately oppose death.
Now that I have entered your snare,
It is my lot to face the cleaver and block.
I do not begrudge this flesh of grease and stink,
I only pity my two fawns."