241. Yashodā says,
“I bore him in my womb for twelve months and out of fondness
I fed him nectar-like milk from my young breasts.
Now I have sent my young lion-like son, behind the calves
to the dry forest where he will hurt his golden feet.
O, What a terrible thing I have done!”
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