10.
The Discourse on Rising
Rise up, sit down, what use is sleeping to you?
For what sleep is there for those who are afflicted, pierced by darts, being transformed?
Rise up, sit down, train firmly for peace;
Let not the King of Death, having known you as heedless, delude you who are subject to his control.
By which gods and humans, attached, remain desirous;
Cross over this clinging, let not the moment pass you by;
For those who have missed the moment grieve, consigned to hell.
Negligence is dust, negligence; affected by negligence is dust;
By diligence, by true knowledge, one should draw out the dart from oneself.
The Discourse on Rising is concluded as tenth.