Buddha: His Life, his Doctrine, his Order c8.s2.15

c8.s2.15

"Travel-worn came Buddha to the river Kakutthâ,†
Peaceful, pure, with clear waters,
Down into the water went the Master, weary,
The supreme Perfect One, without equal.
When he had bathed, the Master drank of the river
And went up out of it with the bands of his disciples,
The holy Master, the preacher of the truth,
The sage went on to the mango grove.
Then spake he to Cunda, the monk: Fold me
My robe in four folds, that I may lay me down.
And Cunda did cheerfully as the Master bade him;
He quickly spread out the robe folded in four folds.
There the Master laid himself down, the weary one,
And Cunda also sat down beside him."‡