10.
The Discourse on Rising
For what sleep is there for those who are afflicted, pierced by darts, being transformed?
Let not the King of Death, having known you as heedless, delude you who are subject to his control.
Cross over this clinging, let not the moment pass you by;
For those who have missed the moment grieve, consigned to hell.
By diligence, by true knowledge, one should draw out the dart from oneself.
The Discourse on Rising is concluded as tenth.