So have I heard,
Once the Awakened One was living in Rājagahe
In the bamboo grove,
The squirrel feeding park.
Then the Beloved One addressed the monks saying:
“Bhadante” the monks replied.
The Awakened One said this:
“Short-lived is a human life monks! 
Swiftly one has to depart to the next life,
Good deeds should be done,
The spiritual life should be lived. 
None who take birth are exempt from death. 
Whoever lives long,
only does for about hundred years,
not much more.”
Then Māra, The Wicked,
went to the Awakened One
and spoke these verses:
Long is the human life,
Good people do not despise it
One should enjoy it like a breastfed suckling,
Death isn’t near coming!
“Short-lived is human life,
Good people should see the danger,
And practice like their heads were on fire,
There is none for whom death doesn’t come.” 
Then Māra … disappeared right there.
 “Appamidaṃ, bhikkhave, manussānaṃ āyu.
 Gamanīyo samparāyo, kattabbaṃ kusalaṃ, caritabbaṃ brahmacariyaṃ.
 Natthi jātassa amaraṇaṃ.
 “Dīghamāyu manussānaṃ, na naṃ hīḷe suporiso; Careyya khīramattova,natthi maccussa āgamo”ti.
 “Appamāyu manussānaṃ, hīḷeyya naṃ suporiso; Careyyādittasīsova, natthi maccussa nāgamo”ti.