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You did not act upon the word of me who desired your good, little daughter;
so today, covered with blood, you go to the realm of Yama.
Thus does a man fare, and he comes to what is worse besides,
whoever does not act upon the word of well-wishers who see the good.
If only today you bore a son lovely to behold,
a khattiya (warrior-noble) begotten by Kusa, girdled with gold and gems,
honored by the hosts of kinsmen — you would not be going to the abode of Yama.
Where the drum resounds and the elephant trumpets —
in the family of khattiyas, my dear, what indeed is happier than that?
At the gate a horse neighs, a young boy cries —
in the family of khattiyas, my dear, what indeed is happier than that?
Resounding with the cries of peacocks and cranes, echoing with the calls of cuckoos —
in the family of khattiyas, my dear, what indeed is happier than that?
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.