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English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.