Story LXXXII
STORY LXXXII
A pious man saw an acrobat in great dudgeon, full of wrath and foaming at teh mouth. He asked: "What is the matter with this fellow?
A bystander remarked: "Someone has insulted him."
He remarked: "This base wretch is able to lift a thousand mann of stones, and has not the power to bear one word. Abandon thy claim to strength and manliness, thou art weak-minded and base, whether thou be a man or a woman! If you art able, make a sweet mouth; it is not manliness to strike the fist on a mouth."
Although able to tear up an elephant's front, he is not a man who possesses no humanity. A man's nature is of earth, if he is not humble[1] he is not a man.
- ↑ As in many other passages, so also here it was impossible to render the homophony of words having different meanings; accordingly khâk has been translated 'earth,' and khâki by 'humble.'
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