[757] Taking cover behind a tree, you shot an antelope that had come to drink;
pierced, it fled far off, feeling the force of the arrow.
You found it fallen in the wilderness, in the great forest;
taking the meat on a carrying-pole, at evening you came to a banyan tree —
resounding with parrots and mynahs, tawny, festooned with trailing growth,
ringing with the cries of cuckoos, delightful, ever green with fresh grass.
There he appeared before you, blazing with power (iddhi) and glory —
my brother, of great majesty, surrounded by maidens.
Waited upon by him, you were gratified with every pleasure;
you betrayed one who had done you no wrong — that enmity (vera) of yours has come home to you here.
Stretch out your neck at once! I will not spare your life;
remembering the wrong done to my brother, I shall cut off your head.
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.