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0391	India and Tibet : vol.1
インドとチベット : vol.1

0391

India and Tibet : vol.1

インドとチベット : vol.1

VISIT TO THE JO KHANG 317

married a Tibetan King and introduced Buddhism into

1k4 the country.

141 I visited this temple with full ceremony after the

hi 'Treaty was signed, and was received with every mark

of cordiality by the Chief Priest. I was even shown

all round what might be called the high-altar, in spite of my

ill! protestations that I might be intruding where I should

ill not go. The actual building is not imposing. The original

0 temple, built about A.D. 650, according to Waddell, has

k been added to, and the result is a confused pile without

ick symmetry, and devoid of any single complete architectural

iii idea. One sees a forest of wooden pillars grotesquely

painted, but no beautiful design or plain simple effect.

dt Moreover, dirt is excessively prevalent, there is an offensive

i4 smell of the putrid butter used in the services, and the

'il candlesticks, vases, and ceremonial utensils, some of solid

pi gold and of beautiful design, are not orderly arranged.

ft Still, this temple, from its antiquity, from its worn

pavements marking the passage of innumerable pilgrims,

h from the thought that for a thousand years those wanderers

from distant lands had faced the terrors of the desert and

a the mountains to prostrate themselves before the benign

I and peaceful Buddha, possessed a halo and an interest

Il which the beauty of the Taj itself could never give it.

li Here it was that I found the true inner spirit of the

I people. The Mongols from their distant deserts, the

,i 'Tibetans from their mountain homes, seemed here to draw

on some hidden source of power. And when from the

far recesses of the temple came the profound booming of

1 great drums, the chanting of monks in deep reverential

I rhythm, the blare of trumpets, the clash of cymbals, and

the long rolling of lighter drums, I seemed to catch a

I glimpse of the source from which they drew. Music is

a proverbially fitter means than speech for expressing the

eternal realities ; and in the deep rhythmic droning of the

chants, the muffled rumbling of the drums, the loud clang

and blaring of cymbals and trumpets, I realized this

sombre people touching their inherent spirit, and, in the

way most fitted to them, giving vent to its mighty

surgings panting for expression.

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