Gargoyles

So ran along the village path. Her laughter Wooed all the world to follow tumbling after. Ill. Then when she met the venerable monk Her shamelessness desired a leprous wreath Of poisonous flowers, seducing him. He shrunk Back from her smile, seeing her close white teeth. Bones! he exclaimed, and meditating that, From a mere Bhikkhu grew an Arahat. , Iv. Her husband found her gone, in fury followed Lashing the pale path with his purple feet, Heedless of stones and serpents. Hail! he holloaed To the new Rahan whom he bowed to greet Kissing the earth: O holy master, say If a fair female hath passed this way! Vv. The Bhikkhu blessed the irritated man. Then the slow sloka serpentine began: 97 H