[540] "Formerly, brahmin, right here in this very Sāvatthī, the mother of a certain woman died. Owing to her death, that woman went mad, her mind deranged, and going from street to street, from crossroads to crossroads, she said thus: 'Have you seen my mother? Have you seen my mother?' By this way too, brahmin, it may be understood how sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief, and despair are born from what is dear, arise from what is dear.
Formerly, brahmin, right here in this very Sāvatthī, the father of a certain woman died … her brother died … her sister died … her son died … her daughter died … her husband died. Owing to his death, that woman went mad, her mind deranged, and going from street to street, from crossroads to crossroads, she said thus: 'Have you seen my husband? Have you seen my husband?' By this way too, brahmin, it may be understood how sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief, and despair are born from what is dear, arise from what is dear."
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.