The perfected one, the Holy One in the world, the sage is afflicted by winds. If there’s hot water, give it to the sage, brahmin.
“Arahaṁ sugato loke, vātehābādhiko muni; Sace uṇhodakaṁ atthi, munino dehi brāhmaṇa.
I wish to bring it to the one who is esteemed by the estimable, honored by the honorable, and venerated by the venerable.
Pūjito pūjaneyyānaṁ, sakkareyyāna sakkato; Apacitopaceyyānaṁ, tassa icchāmi hātave”ti. … Upavāṇo thero ….