Middle Discourses: The Final Fifty
ฉบับแปลอังกฤษ · Volume 14 · Page 345
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The wardens of hell pull them out with a hook and place them on solid ground, and say, ‘My man, what do you want?’ They say, ‘I’m hungry, sir.’ The wardens of hell force open their mouth with a hot iron spike—burning, blazing, and glowing—and shove in a red-hot copper ball, burning, blazing, and glowing. It burns their lips, mouth, tongue, throat, and stomach before coming out below dragging their entrails. And there they feel painful, sharp, severe, acute feelings—but they don’t die until that bad deed is eliminated.

The wardens of hell say, ‘My man, what do you want?’ They say, ‘I’m thirsty, sir.’ The wardens of hell force open their mouth with a hot iron spike—burning, blazing, and glowing—and pour in molten copper, burning, blazing, and glowing. It burns their lips, mouth, tongue, throat, and stomach before coming out below dragging their entrails. And there they feel painful, sharp, severe, acute feelings—but they don’t die until that bad deed is eliminated.

The wardens of hell toss them back in the Great Hell.

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