Aṇguttara Nikāya
X. Dasaka-Nipāta
XII: Paccorohaṇī-Vagga

The Book of the Gradual Sayings
X. The Book of the Tens
XII: The Descent

Sutta 118

Orima-Tīra Suttaṃ

Hither and Further Shore (a)

Translated from the Pali by F. L. Woodward, M.A.

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[1] THUS have I heard:

Once the Exalted One addressed the monks, saying:

"Monks."

"Yes, lord," they replied, and the Exalted One said:

"Monks, I will teach you the hither shore
and the further shore.

Do ye listen attentively.

Apply your minds and I will speak."

"We will, sir," replied those monks to the Exalted One, who said:

 

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"And what, monks, is the hither shore
and what is the further shore?

Wrong view, monks, is the hither shore,
right view the further shore.

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Wrong thinking is the hither shore,
right thinking the further shore.

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Wrong speech is the hither shore,
right speech the further shore.

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Wrong action is the hither shore,
right action the further shore.

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Wrong living is the hither shore,
right living the further shore.

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Wrong effort is the hither shore,
right effort the further shore.

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Wrong mindfulness is the hither shore,
right mindfulness the further shore.

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Wrong concentration is the hither shore,
right concentration the further shore.

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Wrong knowledge is the hither shore,
right knowledge the further shore.

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Wrong release is the hither shore,
right knowledge the further shore.

This, monks, is the hither shore:
that is the further shore."

 

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Few are they of mortal men
Who have reached the further shore;
But the crowd of other folk
On this side fare up and down.
When dhamma rightly is revealed,
Who by dhamma fare along,
They shall reach the shore and pass
The realm of death so hard to cross.
Giving up the state of darkness
Let the wise pursue the light.
Giving up home for the homeless,
In solitude where joys are rare,
Let him long for bliss unbounded.
Leaving lusts and owning naught
Let the wise man cleanse himself
From the passions of the heart.
They who in the limbs of wisdom
Rightly make the mind to grow,
Glad to have surrendered clinging,
Glad to be from grasping free,
Canker-cured they, all-resplendent
I' the world are quenchèd utterly.'