法苑珠林 71.40

71.40

Better to roll a heated iron
Inside the eye
Than, with a defiled mind,
Cast deviant glances at feminine form.
Smiling and making alluring postures,
Conceitedly harboring intentions,
Turning the face and winking the eye,
Sweet words with jealous wrath,
Walking with bewitching filth
To bewilder people.
In the snare of lust, the net of desire,
People all drown their bodies.
Sitting, lying, walking, standing,
Glancing about with clever charms,
Fools of shallow wisdom
Are intoxicated by them.
Holding a sword against an enemy
Can still be overcome;
A female thief harming a person
Is impossible to withstand.
A viper holding poison
Can still be seized by hand;
A woman's passions bewildering a person
Must not be touched.
A person of wisdom
Should not look upon them;
If one wishes to contemplate them,
Regard them as mother and elder sister.
Looking closely to contemplate them,
Impurities are piled high;
If the fire of lust is not removed,
One will be burned away by it.