法苑珠林 10.128

10.128

揵陟汝馬速疾行　將我詣彼還迴返
我無子故命難活　如重病人不得醫

“Kaṇṭhaka, you horse, run swiftly! / Take me thither to bring him back. / Without my son, my life can hardly be sustained, / Like a gravely ill person who can find no physician.”